VOL. XXXIV,
APRIL, 1926
DB. HUNTBB HOXiMES McGITIBE, OF VIBCrlBIA.
Medical Director of Stonewall Jackson’s army until the
tragedy at Chancellorsville, and then Medical Director of
the Second Army Corps to the close of the war; beloved
physician of Richmond, Va., to his death in 1900, and
famed for his achievements in surgical practice. (See
page 140.)
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1. A Sketch of Maury. By Miss Maria Blair.
2. A Sketch of Maury. Published by N. W. Ayer Company.
3. Matthew Fontaine Maury. By Mrs. Elizabeth Buford Phillips.
4. Memorials to Three Great Virginians — Lee, Jackson, and Maury. By John
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following list. Give second and third choice, as in only a few instances can more
than one copy be offered.
Rise and Fall of the Confederate Government. By Jefferson Davis. Two
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The War between the States. By Alexander H. Stephens 9 00
Messages and Papers of the Confederacy. Compiled by James D. Richard-
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Narrative of Military Operations. By Gen. Joseph E. Johnston 4 50
Advance and Retreat. By Gen. John B. Hood 3 50
Service Afloat. By Admiral Semmes. Tinted plates 10 00
Hampton and His Cavalary. By E. L. Wells 5 00
Life and Campaigns of Gen. N. B. Forrest. By Jordan and Pryor 5 00
Campaigns of Gen. R. E. Lee. By Gen. A. L. Long 5 00
Life of Gen. R. E. Lee. By John Esten Cooke 5 00
Robert E. Lee — Soldier, Citizen, and Christian Patriot. By R. A. Brock. . 5 00
Popular Life of Gen. R. E. Lee. By Miss Emily Mason 4 00
Four Years under Mars’ Robert. By Col. Robert Stiles 4 50
Life and Letters of Gen. R. E. Lee. By Dr. J. William Jones 3 50
Prison Life of Jefferson Davis. By Dr. John J. Craven 3 50
Mosby’s Reminiscence of Stuart’s Cavalry in the Gettysburg Campaign. . . 4 00
Scraps from the Prison Table at Johnson’s Island. By Joe Barbiere 5 50
Life of Stonewall Jackson. By Dr. R. L. Dabney 4 50
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History of Virginia. By John Esten Cooke 3 50
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LEADING ARTICLES IN THIS NUMBER.
Stone Mountain Memorial. (Poem.) By Hugh Gaylord Barclay 123
Reunion Notes 123
Two Birthdays. By Myrtle Harwood Wilkinson 124
Confederate Naval Records 124
My Motherland. (Poem.) By S. Newton Berryhill 125
“God Bless You, My Brave Boys.” By John J. Hood 125
Strength of the Confederate Army. By Edward Clifford Brush 125
* Battle of Shiloh. By John C. Stiles 126
The Surrender Grounds at Appomattox. By L. Crawley 128
Incidents of Naval Service. By Capt. James H. Tomb 129
Walker-McRae Camp, U. C. V. By Benton Cypert 131
In the Days of Homespun Dresses. By Mrs. S. F. Williams 132
Old Trees. (Poem.) By Col. W. L. Timberlake 133
The Old Arsenal at Fayetteville, N. C. By Mrs. John H. Anderson 134
How Forrest Destroyed Sherman’s Line of Communication. By Capt. James
Dinkins 135
My First Battle. By Calvin B. Vance 138
Surgeons of the Confederacy: Dr. Hunter Holmes McGuire 140
God Only Knows Which One Was Right. (Poem) 143
Departments: Last Roll 144
U. D. C 150
C. S. M. A 154
S. C. V 156
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An inquiry comes for some data on
“Confederate Scouts of Mississippi,”
and anyone who can furnish, information
on the subject or books of reference will
kindly address Mrs. M. M. Todd,
Crystal Springs, Miss.
Nicholas Smith, of Childress, Tex.,
who enlisted in Company G, 8th Alaba-
ma Regiment, would like to get in com-
munication with some comrade of war
days who can help to prove his service
in the effort to secure a pension.
Noah W. Money, Point of Rocks,
Md., seeks information on the service of
Ephraim Money, of Waterford, Loudon
County, Va., who died in one of the
Confederate hospitals. Wants to know
what regiment he belonged to, where and
when he died, and where buried.
Mrs. M. B, McLeod, West Columbia,
Tex., Box 314, wishes to hear from any
friends or comrades of her first husband,
K. P. Robbins, who was born in Georgia
and served with Company G, 2d Georgia
Regiment, was captured and imprisoned
at Camp Chase, Ohio, until the sur-
render.
George Fleming, 1706 Tenth Street,
Wichita Falls, Tex., is trying to secure
the war record of Thomas U. Pinkerton,
Company C, 41st Tennessee Infantry,
who enlisted November 4, 1861, at Camp
Trousdale, and was promoted to third
lieutenant early in 1864. Any surviving
comrades will please write to him.
Mrs. O. H. Douglas, of Okmulgee,
Okla., 1424 East Sixth Street, is trying
to secure information on the war record
of her grandfather, W. M. Shaw, who
enlisted from Georgia or Arkansas. She
also wants to know where she can get
genealogies or histories of Georgia,
Arkansas, and South Carolina families
— the Driscoll, Shaw, and Greene
families especially.
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NASHVILLE, TENN., APRIL, 1926. No. 4. ] ^
UNITED CONFEDERATE VETERANS.
STONE MOUNTAIN MEMORIAL.
GENERAL OFFICERS.
Gen. W. B. Freeman, Richmond, Va Commander in Chief
Gen. H. R. Lee, Nashville, Tenn Adjutant General and Chief of Staff
Mrs. W. B. Kernan, 7219 Elm Street, New Orleans, La.
Assistant to the Adjutant General
Gen. H. M. Wharton, Baltimore, Md Chaplain General
DEPARTMENT COMMANDERS.
Gen. E. D. Taylor, Richmond, Va Army of Northern Virginia
Gen. Hal T. Walker, Montgomery, Ala Army of Tennessee
Gen. R. a, Sneed, Oklahoma City, Okla Trans-Mississippi
DIVISION COMMANDERS.
Alabama — Jasper Gen. T. P. Lamkin
Arkansas — Little Rock Gen. M. D. Vance
Florida — Gainesville
Georgia — Savannah
Kentucky — Frankfort
Louisiana — Shreveport
Mississippi — Magnolia
Missouri — Kansas City
North Carolina — ^Ansonville
Oklahoma — Tulsa
South Carolina — Columbia..
Tennessee — Nashville
T EXAS — Houston
Virginia — Petersburg
West Virginia — Lewisburg. . .
California — Los Angeles. . . .
Gen. L. W. Jackson
Gen. D. B. Morgan
Gen. J. T. George
Gen. H. C. Rogers
Gen. W. M. Wroten
Gen. A. A. Pearson
Gen. W. A. Smith
Gen. J. A. Yeager
. . . Gen. D. W. McLaurin
. . . Gen. John P. Hickman
Gen. J. C. Foster
. . . . Gen. Homer Atkinson
. Gen. Thomas H. Dennis
Gen. William C. Harrison
HONORARY APPOINTMENTS.
Gen. C. I. Walker — Charleston, S. C Honorary Commander for Life
Gen. Calvin B. Vance — Batesville, Miss Honorary Commander for Life
Gen. James A. Thomas — Dublin, Ga Honorary Commander for Life
Rev. Giles B. Cooke — Mathews, Va Honorary Chaplain General for Life
GENERAL CHAIRMAN, U. C. V. REUNION IN
BIRMINGHAM.
Valentine J. Nesbit has been appointed General Chairman
of the Reunion Committees for the thirty-sixth annual reunion
of the United Confederate Veterans meeting in Birmingham,
Ala., May 18—21, 1926. It is the intention of Birmingham to
make this a “great reunion,” and veterans may expect every
courtesy and attention.
BY HUGH GAYLORD BARCLAY.
Fit threnody, deep carved in mountainside,
To glorify grand epic of the age!
Memorial to exalt Southern pride
In what brave forbears left as heritage.
Memorial — ere now none like it reared —
To live as long as memory bells shall ring!
Though fountains fail, forest and field be seared,
Stone Mountain still proud “Song of Songs” will sing:
To tell all folks who come from near and far.
To wonder at this towering matchless mound.
Of how brave Southern soldiers waged grim war
To drive invading hosts from sacred ground.
As countless years roll by, carved granite ode
Will still acclaim time’s tragic episode.
REUNION PLANS.
The Adjutant General, U. C. V., has encouraging reports
from Birmingham as to the preparations that are being made
to entertain the veterans of the Confederacy in their thirty-
sixth annual reunion. May 19-21.
The railroad lines constituting the Southeastern Passenger
Association have granted the one-cent rate for miles traveled
for veterans and those ministering to them on the trip. Sub-
sidiary organizations will have a rate of one fare for the round
trip. Tickets will be sold on the certificate plan.
It is the wish of the General Chairman, Reunion Committee,
Val J. Nesbit, seconded by the various committee heads,
that every lady, elderly and young, attending the Veteran’s
Ball on the night of May 20, will wear a costume of the sixties.
The floor for the first two hours will be given to the veterans,
no civilian being allowed to participate at the time. The
American Legion, sponsoring this ball, will see that the
veterans have full sway for the first period.
Those desiring to make the trip to Stone Mountain can
do so on Saturday, May 22. Arrangements have been made
for train to leave Birmingham about 5:30 A.M., arriving at
Atlanta about 11:30; the return trip will be made about
10:30 p.M. Veterans will be entertained at the mountain.
Fare, $5 for the round trip, tickets good for date of sale only.
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The Tutwiler Hotel is official headquarters. Letters ad-
dressed to Chairman Hotel Reservations, 205 Martin Build-
ing, Twenty-Third and Fourth Avenue North, Birmingham,
will receive prompt attention.
TWO BIRTHDA YS.
BY MYRTLE HARWOOD WILKINSON, HISTORIAN, U. D. C.
CHAPTER, MINERAL, VA.
The 5th day of February marks the anniversary of the
birth of a baby, ninety-three years ago, who grew to be one
of the greatest of the heroes of the War between the States.
He is formally known as Gen. James Ewell Brown Stuart,
and affectionately known as “Jeb” Stuart and “The Eyes
and Ears of the Army.”
Dashing, gay, debonair, he left a cheery memory and a
blessed memory, too, for he lived purely and fell in honor,
dying with words of submission to God upon the lips that
sang in midst of peril and oft breathed a prayer from his
happy heart.
The other February birthday is that of Gon. Albert Sidney
Johnston, which comes on the 3d, and brings us historical
recollections of a great and good man.
Gallant in life and gallant in death, he fell at Shiloh in
1862, utterly neglectful of his severed artery, as he cheered
his men to victory.
Small wonder that the knowledge of the ffital shot was kept
from them as long as possible, lest they refi se to 'ght, know-
ing that the “Hero of Shiloh” fell, but felt no fear.”
February gave them birth.
These two great men of old—
Albert Sidney Johnston
And “Jeb” Stuart, the bold.
And so we honor them to-day.
Our hearts their memory hold;
These gallant men who wore the gray — ■
These men whose hearts were gold.
GENERAL PEMBERTON'S STAFF OFFICERS.
BY JOHN C. STILES, BRUNSWICK, GA.
Responding to the request in the March Veteran by E. D.
Edwards, of Fresno, Calif., for the names of General Pem-
berton’s staff at Vicksburg, I find in the General’s report of
that, to us, most disastrous campaign, he mentions the fol-
lowing officers:
Maj. R. W. Memminger, A. A. G. and Chief of Staff.
Col. Thomas H. Taylor, Inspector General.
Maj. Jacob Thompson, Assistant Inspector General.
Maj. W. H. McCardle, Assistant A. A. G.
Second Lieut. F. M. Stafford, Assistant A. A. G.
Maj. Samuel H. Lockett, Chief Engineer.
Maj. Livingston Mimms, Chief Quartermaster.
Maj. George Whitfield, Assistant to Chief Quartermaster.
Maj. Theodore Johnston, Chief Commissary of Subsistence.
Surgeon E. H. Bryan, Medical Director.
Capt. J. Brice, Ordnance Storekeeper.
Col. C. A. Fuller, Inspector of Artillery.
Lieut. Col. J. S. Saunders, Chief of Artillery.
Lieut. J. H. Morrison, Aide-de-Camp.
Lieut. J. C. Taylor, Aide-de-Camp.
Lieut. C. H. Tupper, Aide-de-Camp.
Capt. James Maxwell Couper, Volunteer A. D. C.
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E. D, POPE, Editor.
NATIONAL HEROES.
The following editorial from a Cleveland, O., newspaper
expresses a sentiment that might appropriately become gen-
eral. In sending this clipping, James Hiscocks, of that city,
wishes that it reflected the spirit of that entire section and
thinks that in time it will be more general. The editor says:
“In the North, Too.
“An Alabama newspaper tells of services held in the city
of Gadsden to honor the memory of Robert E. Lee and Stone-
wall Jackson.
“Which item stirs this thought: What a pity that Northern
cities don’t go out of their way occasionally to honor these
two great leaders of the Southern Confederacy.
“The time will soon come when citizens in the North as
well as in the South will realize that Americans, irrespective
of section, can be proud that their country has produced a
Lee and a Jackson. They are national heroes, not Southern
heroes only.”
CONFEDERATE NAVAL RECORDS.
Valuable papers were brought to light with the discovery
of some old chests containing naval records of the Confederacy
in the Navy Department at Washington. They had been
stored away for many years in the attic of the State, War, and
Navy Building without any knowledge of their value. Re-
cently, when such records were removed to the new Navy
Building, the old chests were opened and these valuable pa-
pers were discovered. These papers will furnish much in-
formation on the personnel of the Confederate navy, for, in
addition to the list of officers, there are the names of enlisted
men and of those who worked in shipyards and other indus-
trial plants. It was thought that the naval records of the
Confederacy must have been destroyed in the burning of
Richmond, and these old chests of papers had been stored at
Washington, awaiting their turn to be examined and filed.
While many of these papers are orders to officers in the navy,
financial records, expense accounts for materials, seamen’s
pay, etc., the outstanding feature of interest and value is the
information on the Confederate Marine Corps, of which there
has been so little known. There are also records of the build-
ing of gunboats, the manufacture of ordnance, and other im-
portant activities of the Confederacy. Altogether, it is a most
valuable find and will add largely to Confederate history.
Among these papers are some of the original orders to of-
ficers signed by the Secretary of the Confederate Navy, S. R.
Mallory. And there is one dated November 11, 1861, at
Coosahatchie, S. C., signed by “ R. E. Lee, General Com-
manding,” ordering Capt. Frank Buchannon to proceed to
Savannah, Ga., and confer with Flag Officer Tattnall “as to
the most expeditious and practicable mode of blocking up the
channel leading toward Savannah, and whether any defenses
can be thrown up to prevent the passage of the enemy through
those channels.”
The financial records show the tremendous jump in the
prices of supplies between the beginning and the end of the
war, a loaf of bread costing five cents at the beginning and one
dollar at the end of the war; and other things taking equally
high jumps.
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MY MOTHERLAND.
My Motherland! My Motherland!
Though dust is on thy brow,
And sackcloth wraps thy beauteous form,
I love thee better now
Than when, arrayed in robes of power.
Thou sent’st thy legions forth
To battle with the hosts that poured
From out the mighty North.
My Motherland! My Motherland!
The stars that decked thy crown.
And luster shed o’er land and sea.
In gloomy night went down.
The flag is furled that led thy sons
To victory or death;
And at thy feet lies withering
The victor’s laurel wreath.
My Motherland! My Motherland!
Thy bravest and thy best
Beneath the sod their life-blood stained.
In dreamless slumber rest.
Thrice happy dead! They cannot hear
Thy low, sad wail of woe;
The taunts thy living sons must bear
They are not doomed to know.
iVIy Motherland! My Motherland!
Their spirits whisper me.
And bid me in thy days of grief
Still closer cling to thee.
And though the hopes we cherished once
With them have found a grave,
I love thee yet, my Motherland —
The land they died to save.
— S. Newton Berryhill.
(S. Newton Berryhill, “the Backwoods Poet,” was born in
Choctaw County, Miss., in 1832, and died in that county in
1887. In 1875 he moved to Lowndes County and became
editor of the Columbus Dispatch. He also held the office of
county treasurer. He was a cripple and unable to serve in
the Confederate army. His one volume of verse, under the
title, “Backwoods Poems,” was published in 1878.)
‘'GOD BLESS YOU, MY BRAVE BOYS."
(The following incident was related by the late Maj.
John J. Hood, of Mississippi, and has been sent to the Vet-
eran by Mrs. Mollie H. Houston, of Meridian, Miss., as
clipped from Onward, a publication of Richmond, Va.)
“On a beautiful Sabbath eve early in the war, Griffith’s
Brigade, with other soldiery, embarked at “Rockets,”
Richmond, for the Peninsula. The wharf was lined with
soldiers on the eve of departure and citizens of the city eager
to see friends and relatives. This brigade had just embarked
and the vessel righted itself to move off. I noticed a carriage,
rapidly driven, roll up, its occupants alighted hastily, and
were soon upon the balcony of a building close by, and then,
above the noise of the crowd, there rang out, clear and
musical as a bugle blast, these thrilling, glorious words:
‘God bless you, my brave boys; remember Mississippi.’
The brigade and concourse of people recognized at once the
ringing, eloquent voice of Mississippi’s greatest son, the
President of the Confederacy.
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“The effect of those grand, thrilling, inspiring words was
magical. For a moment I trembled for the safety of the
vessel, as the electric rush of all the troops to one side threat-
ened to swamp it; but it was speedily righted, and they moved
up near the President, and with cheer after cheer called for
a speech.
“And such an outburst of impassioned, inspired eloquence
as it was; for half an hour the atmosphere was charged with
the electricity of intellect and the sublimest, most fervid
emotion of a patriotic soul.
“General Griffith was Mr. Davis’s old adjutant at Buena
Vista, where he had tried Mississippi’s gallant sons before,
where he had thrown them into the breach and saved General
Taylor’s army. He was a great favorite with Mr. Davis, and
with him were many of the sons of his old followers in Mexico.
Girding himself by the inspiring memories of the past that
came crowding upon him as he progressed, he seemed to me
a very demigod of eloquence.
“The brigade and concourse of people were charmed and
enchanted as he played with the skill of an inspired mortal
upon their passions and sympathies.
“The brigade then moved away, with a benediction of
inspiration and love resting upon it. On many a hotly con-
tested field, ‘shot sown, and bladed thick with steel,’ this
brigade hallowed that remembrance with daring deed and
blood and death.”
STRENGTH OF THE CONFEDERATE ARMY.
BY EDWARD CLIFFORD BRUSH, BROOKLINE, MASS.
In the Veteran for February Thomas J. Arnold comments
on the inaccuracy of Colonel Livermore’s estimate of the
strength of the Confederate army, as published in General
Maurices’s book, page 81. As a further comment on that
estimate the following may be interesting:
Livermore, in his “Numbers and Losses,” quoted by Dr.
Randolph McKim in his “Numerical Strength of the Con-
federate Army,” tells us that there were 2,234,000 individual
enlistments in the Northern army. This number, through
elaborate calculation, he cuts down to 1,556,778, as quoted
by General Maurice; and, in comparison, he sets the Con-
federate strength at 1,082,119. If the 2,234,000 finally gets
to 1,556,778, a like calculation would show 1,546,000 in-
dividual enlistments in the Confederate army, or 28% of the
white population of five and one-half million.
Colonel Livermore also tells us that in the individual en-
listments of 2,234,000 of the Federal army, there were 494,-
000 foreigners, 186,000 negroes, 86,000 Southern whites;
total, 766,000.
Allowing that 36,000 of the negroes were resident in the
nonseceding States, and counted in the census of 1860, and
that they were free to enlist,' the noncitizens serving in the
Northern army would be 730,000, which sum. deducted from
the 2,234,000, would show 1,504,000 soldier citizens of the
nonseceding States, including recently enfranchised im-
migrants, or ()}4% of their twenty-three million inhabitants.
As early as May, 1862, the seceding States permanently
lost to their opponents important territory, as follows;
Southwest Virginia, Middle and West Tennessee, nearly all
of Louisiana, part of Florida, and most of their seacoast, yet
Livermore tells us that they raised 1,082,119 men for their
own army and 86,000 for the army of their opponents, or
21% of their five and one-half million whites notwithstand-
ing this depletion of territory. A War Department official in
Washington has written that an estimate of 50,000 border
States men in the Confederate army is about correct; de-
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ducting these from the 1,168,119 would still show the im-
possible ratio of 20% of the population as soldiers.
The official returns of the Adjutant General of the Con-
federacy and of the Commissioner of Conscription captured
on the evacuation of Richmond, and now in Washington,
show 618,000 as the whole enlistments in the Confederate
army, or 11% of the white population (127 War Records
963 and War Records, Series IV, Vol. Ill, page 1101).
If Colonel Livermore was satisfied with 2,234,000 individual
Northern enlistments, which would be 9.7% of the pop-
ulation, including 730,000 noncitizens, it is not clear why he
should strive to increase the Southern enlistments of 11%.
It was the inspiration of perfect knowledge in General Lee
when he wrote: “It will be difficult to get the world to un-
derstand the odds against which we fought.”
A SOLDIER’S DREAM
In an address made on Veterans’ Day, January 5, 1925, at
Cleveland, Tenn., Mr.^. Leon D. Kirby, State Historian,
Tennessee Division, U. D. C., gave the following unique
incident as copied from the scrapbook of her uncle, the late
Dr. J. R. Gildersleeve, and which was a part of the reminis-
cences of Dr. William H. Taylor, a Confederate surgeon.
Dr. Taylor told this as follows:
“ I remember with peculiar satisfaction an aerial slumber
which I once enjoyed. One evening, while prowling through the
Chicahominy swamps, I contrived, like Capt. John Smith,
to get stuck in the mire and only with great difficulty ex-
tricated myself. I had lost my regiment, and night had over-
taken me when I reached a house where a good many other
stragglers had collected. Here I determined to stay till
next moring. Surveying the premises, I beheld a very long
plank placed across a fence, with one end of it on the ground
and the other far away up in the air. Two or three of the
stragglers had stretched themselves along the lower part of the
plank, and it at once occurred to me that upper part would be
an ideal resting place. A civilian would doubtless consider
sleeping all night on a plank a foot wide without rolling off as
something of an acrobatic feat; but this was an accomplish-
ment very common among our soldiers, and I myself was
proficient in it.
“It was the misfortune of a good many soldiers whose
brains doubtless had become addled and their minds turned
by the horrors of war to wake up in a very bewildered state.
Under this deplorable affliction, they were incapable of dis-
tinguishing what belonged to themselves from what belonged
to somebody else, and, consequently, were liable to walk
off with anything in reach. It was always very necessary to
provide against this intellectual aberration, and, in fact, this
consideration was the predominant motive for my choice.
Accordingly, I ascended the plank and deposited myself and
property at the extreme upper end. It was a delightful situa-
tion, and the prospect, as viewed from this elevated station
through the pitch-black darkness, was sufficiently charming.
The air was free and abundant.
“Presently another straggler climbed up and placed himself
below me with his head abutting against my feet. I bestowed
a thought or two on Captain Smith and Pocahontas, and
straightway went to sleep.
“Some little time after daybreak, while I was still sleeping,
I was seized with a vivid idea that I was rushing down into
the nethermost abysses of the earth, and, suddenlyawakening,
I found that there was a degree of truth in it. In reality, I
had unconsciously placed myself at the upper end of a see-saw.
The men at the down end had risen one by one, till all were
off, and the attraction of gravitation' was doing the rest.
Down I flew in a subjacent mudhole. It was very alarming,
and there was a great splatter of mud, but no harm came of it,
except that my immediate bed fellow, following close upon me
and descending like thunder on my mouth, left my teeth
quite shaky for a week or two afterwards.
“Whatever Sancho Panza, Macbeth, the doctors, or other
authorities have said in praise of sleep will be heartily in-
dorsed by the Confederate soldier. It was his one solace
when sinking under cold and wet, fatigue and hunger, and,
most intolerable of all, under forebodings, too-well grounded,
of inevitable disaster. But awake, the soldier was a lion;
and so I trust that those who yet think of our soldiers with
tenderness will not disdain to hear me, who was only one of
their nurses, as I tell my trivial story — -recollected with some
tears for earlier friends whom I saw fall asleep and who have
been sleeping now these forty years or so — the story of how
these lions slumbered.”
THREE OLD CONFEDERATES.
The picture here given shows three old Confederate com-
rades of Texas several years ago, two of them having passed
away since the picture was made. Hugh Allen Anderson
(on left) and Irvine Earl Anderson (right) are brothers, and
their devoted friend, R. W. Murchison, stands between them.
I. E. Anderson and R. W. Murchison, boyhood friends and
chums, entered the Confederate service on December 1, 1861,
both at twenty years of age. Their first duty was to supply
beef for the army; later they went from the home neighbor-
hood near Bexar, Tex., to Tarrant County and enlisted in
Company A, of Gano’s Texas Cavalry, which afterwards
became the 3rd Kentucky Cavalry of John H. Morgan’s
command. They stayed together and fought side by side
through the war until captured at Buffington’s Island in
July, 1863. They were taken to Camp Morton then to Camp
Douglas and kept in prison until the end of the war. They
returned home together, but several years later became
separated when they married and went into business for
themselves. I. E. Anderson settled on a farm in Selma County
while R. W. Murchison went farther West and acquired a
large cattle ranch, and they never saw each other again for
forty years, their next meeting being at the home of H. A.
“three old confeds.”
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Anderson, the younger brother, at Anson Tex., in the sum-
mer of 1920, when this picture was made.
“Uncle Bob” Murchison, as he was known all over South-
west Texas, died in May, 1923, in his eighty-third year, at
the home of his daughter, Mrs. W. B. Silliman, at Abilene,
Tex, His comrade, I. E. Anderson, is still living — at Waskom,
Tex. — in his eighty-fifth year.
Hugh A. Anderson enlisted in the Confederate army in
July, 1863, one month before he was seventeen years old,
and served until the end of the war. In June, 1867, he went
to work for the United States government, and helped to build
forts at Buffalo Springs, Jacksboro, and other places for the
protection of the settlers from the Indians. After a year in
this work he went home and married Miss Mary Ellen Hamil-
ton, February, 1869, settling on a farm near Selma. In
November, 1890, he removed to Jones County, where he died
October 20, 1922, at the age of seventy-six.
All three of these old Confederates had passed through
stirring experiences with Indians during their boyhood days.
[Contributed by Leila Anderson, daughter of H. A. Ander-
son.;
BATTLE OF SHILOH, TENN.
BY JOHN C. STILES, BRUNSWICK, GA.
Eighty-two of our officers, including the commanding
general, died consequent to the battle of Shiloh, Tenn., to
accomplish nothing more than a partial victory. If, how-
ever, the commander had been spared, they would not have
died in vain, as there is no doubt in the world that Grant’s
immediate army would have been annihilated before Buell
could possibly have come to his aid.
The following list will show that Tennessee lost twenty-
three officers, Arkansas, fourteen; Kentucky, thirteen;
Mississippi and Louisiana, eight each; Texas, five; Alabama,
three; Florida, two; Georgia, one; Regulars, one; three staff
and one general officer.
One general, two adjutants general, one aide, one chaplain,
one gunner, one cavalry, and seventy-five infantrymen.
General Officer.
Albert Sidney Johnston.
Staff.
Edward Ingraham, major, aide to Gen. Earl Van Dorn.
Benjamin King, assistant adjutant general to Gen. Daniel
Ruggles.
Thomas W. Preston, captain, assistant adjutant general to
Gen. A. P. Stewart.
Regular Service.
William D. Davis, captain, 2nd Confederate.
Alabama.
Robert B. Armistead, major, 22nd Alabama Regiment.
W. R. D. McKenzie, captain, 19th Alabama Regiment.
William Patton, lieutenant. Company C, 16th Alabama
Regiment.
Arkansas.
L. C. Bartlett, lieutenant. Company C, 1st Arkansas Regi-
ment.
Thomas B. Bateman, lieutenant, 8th Arkansas.
John M. Dean, lieutenant colonel, 7th Arkansas.
C. J. Deshazo, third lieutenant, 7th Arkansas.
M. A. Duckworth, second lieutenant. Company K, 9th
Arkansas.
J. T. Gibson, captain. Company II, 1st Arkansas.
A. D. Grayson, lieutenant colonel, 13th Arkansas.
J. T. Harris, major, 15th Arkansas.
John E. Irvine, third lieutenant. Company D, 7th Arkansas.
J. C. McCauley, captain, 7th Arkansas.
Jesse T. McMahan, captain, 1st Arkansas.
H. W. Murphy, captain, 13th Arkansas.
A. K. Patton, lieutenant colonel, 15th Arkansas.
John B. Thompson, lieutenant colonel, 1st Arkansas.
Florida.
L. N. Anderson, first lieutenant, 1st Florida Battalion.
O. P. Hull, lieutenant. Company D, 1st Florida Battalion.
Georgia.
J. J. Jacobus, lieutenant, Washington (Ga.) Artillery.
Kentucky.
M. E. Aull, lieutenant, 6th Kentucky.
W. W. Bagby, lieutenant, 6th Kentucky.
John Bagwell, lieutenant, 3rd Kentucky.
William Bell, adjutant, 5th Kentucky.
C. C. Dooley, lieutenant, 2nd Kentucky.
J. M. Emerson, captain, 3rd Kentucky.
S. T. Forman, adjutant, 4th Kentucky.
W. Lee Harned, captain, 6th Kentucky.
' William G. Mitchell, captain, 5th Kentucky.
Thomas B. Monroe, Jr., major, 4th Kentucky.
James M. Pearce, captain, 3rd Kentucky.
W. J. N. Welborn, major, 7th Kentucky.
White, acting lieutenant, 3rd Kentucky.
Louisiana.
A. P. Avegno, major, 13th Louisiana.
G. H. Graham, captain. Crescent Regiment.
J. T. Hilliard, captain. Company I, 4th Louisiana, “ Hunter
Rifles.”
E. C. Holmes, lieutenant, 4th Louisiana.
M. Leverett, lieutenant. Company D, 19th Louisiana.
W. R. MacBeth, first lieutenant. Company B, Confederate
Guards, Response Battalion.
Thomas S. Pierce, lieutenant, 11th Louisiana.
C. E. Tooraen, captain, 4th Louisiana, “West Feliciana
Rifles.”
Mississippi.
R. J. Armstrong, captain, 5th Mississippi.
T. C. K. Bostick, captain, 5th Mississippi.
D. L. Herron, lieutenant colonel, 44th Mississippi.
Hughes, captain. Company D, 3rd Mississippi Bat-
talion.
R. H. Humphreys, captain, 44th Mississippi.
R. H. McNair, captain. Company E, 3rd Mississippi Bat-
talion.
William A. Rankin, lieutenant colonel, 9th Mississippi.
M. L. Wells, chaplain, 9th Mississippi.
Tennessee.
J. A. Akers, second lieutenant. Company E, 2nd Tennessee,
Humphrey Bate, captain. Company K, 2nd Tennessee.
E. M. Cheairs, captain. Company K, 154th Tennessee.
W. F. Cowan, second lieutenant. Company D, 13th Ten-
nessee.
E. R. Cryer, first lieutenant. Company H, 2nd Tennessee.
William R. Doak, major, 2nd Tennessee.
Jo B. Freeman, captain, 6th Tennessee.
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A. L. Gaines, captain, Company C, 22nd Tennessee.
A. C. Hanner, captain. Company A, 5th Tennessee.
John C. Harris, adjutant, 33rd Tennessee.
J. G. Hearn, captain, 27th Tennessee.
F. W. Henry, lieutenant, 27th Tennessee.
J. F. Henry, major, 4th Tennessee.
G. H. Jackson, lieutenant, 12th Tennessee.
Samuel T. Love, major, 27th Tennessee.
G. G. Person, captain, 6th Tennessee.
B. H. Sandford, captain, 12th Tennessee.
Samuel A. Sayle, captain, 27th Tennessee.
John Sutherland, captain, 4th Tennessee.
Robert Thomas, adjutant, 9th Tennessee.
John Tyree, captain. Company I, 2nd Tennessee.
C. H. Whitmore, lieutenant, Company A, 13th Tennessee.
Cristopher H. Williams, colonel, 27th Tennessee.
Texas.
B. Brooks, captain, 2nd Texas.
J. J. Dickson, captain. Company I, 9th Texas.
Godolphus C. Fugett, second lieutenant. Company D, 2nd
Texas.
Samuel W. Hamil, lieutenant. Company F, 9th Texas.
J. C. Lowe, lieutenant. Company A, 8th Texas Cavalry.
But the unluckiest officer of all was Lieut. John Crowley,
of Company F, 11th Alabama, who, after losing his right arm
at Belmont, Mo., in December, 1861, had his left torn off in
this, to him, certainly most melancholy affair.
THE SURRENDER GROUNDS AT APPOMATTOX.
BY L. CR.YWLEY, PRINCIPAL AGRICULTURAL SCHOOL, APPOMAT-
TOX, VA.
No doubt many Confederate veterans now living were at
Appomattox on the eventful day of April 9, 1865. Thousands
of school children and other citizens have heard about the
old place, now in ruins, but perhaps few of them really know
what kind of a place it is and what is now contemplated for
the permanent markings of the historic points of interest.
While hundreds of tourists visit it annually, few realize the
keen interest and reverence by which the spot is still held in
the hearts and minds of the Southern people.
The surrender grounds are twenty-two miles east of Lynch-
burg, connected by a hard surface road practically all the
way, and only nine miles from Concord, to which place
General Lee was aiming to go to get supplies for his army
at the time of the surrender. A spur of this highway from
New Appomattox leads directly to and traverses the old
Courthouse grounds, it being the same old red Richmond
road along which General Lee was leading his hungry and
fragmentary forces to meet the overpowering foe. At the
foot of the hill runs the Appomattox River, beyond whose
waters were the headquarters of the Southern forces; while
those of General Grant were established on the south side
toward the present railroad station, about two miles away.
This part of the old Richmond road has now become a part
of the Virginia highway system and extends on to Bucking-
ham Courthouse, thence to Washington, etc Thus visitors
may reach the battle field directly from the north, south,
east, or west
Once every year the Appomattox Chapter of the United
Daughters of the Confederacy meets on the surrender
grounds and holds appropriate exercises in memory of the
many who were killed at the time of the surrender, or who
died of hunger and disease On the brow of a hill close to
and in sight of the old courthouse and the famous McLean
house, the bodies of many of the dead were buried, and while
the names of none ever have been known, these graves, about
twenty in number, are marked with tablets, and along with
them there is one marked as a Union soldier, to which refer-
ence is always made when any kind of public celebration is
held This cemetery is inclosed with an iron fence and is
kept in order by the local Chapter, U. D. C., by means of a
small appropriation made annually by the State legislature.
Just at this writing, the Chapter is planning further improve-
ment in the way of beautifying the grounds by planting
shrubbery, hedges, and sowing grass to make a permanent
sod. The grounds so improved cover less than a half acre.
As to the remainder of the historic grounds, it to-day is in
a heap of ruins and with piles of debris, which reminds one of
a deserted village. Several metal tablets mark the supposed
spots of historic interest, most of which are read by many
tourists as they visit the place throughout the entire year.
Last year it is estimated that about three thousand people
visited these grounds as sight-seers, viewing the spots of
interest. One tablet marks Lee’s headquarters, another
marks that of General Grant, while nine in number point the
visitor to the various points of history which took place in or
about the Courthouse on, or just before, the eventful morning
of April 9.
The old apple tree has caused many inquiries. It is now
generally conceded that the historic apple tree was enritely
demolished before the soldiers left. It is alleged that it was
dug up by the roots and soldiers took parts thereof as souvenirs
of the last day of the Confederacy. This spot is also marked
by one of the tablets.
The old courthouse was burned about twenty-five years ago,
and then the county seat was moved to the railroad station
about two miles south, around which now there is a growing
little town of about a thousand inhabitants. The same old inn,
the same old clerk’s office, the same old jail, clustered in the
same old locust grove, still stands as landmarks to bemoan
the last days of the Southern cause.
Perhaps one of the most interesting heaps of ruins is the
place where the famous McLean house stood, within whose
walls the terms of surrender were made and signed The
yard and foundation of this house is now a vast thicket grown
up in briars and bushes and present a most ghastly appearance.
Several years ago the house was torn down to be carried to
the World’s Exposition, but for some reason, needless to
mention, the material was never moved off the spot. While
this property was owned by the McLeans at that time, it
has changed ownership several times since. The McLeans
came to Appomattox during the war from Mansassas, they
having suffered from the battle that took place at that point,
and moved farther south to live. It so happened that the
ruins of war followed them, since it was in their own home
the war culminated. After the war the McLean family
moved back to Manassas.
There is only one public monument at the surrender
grounds. About twenty years ago this monument was
constructed and unveiled by the State of North Carolina.
It is located several hundred yards off the highway, is sur-
rounded by a thicket of pine trees, and with difficulty it is
located by a visitor. The late Governor Glenn, of North
Carolina, with his staff, visited Appomattox at the time and
dedicated this monument to the valor of the North Carolina
soldier. The inscription on it should be known by every
schoolboy and girl in that State, as it is conceded that troops
from North Carolina were brave and courageous fighters.
A part of the inscription reads:
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“first at bethel
FURTHEST FRONT AT GETTYSBURG,
LAST_^AT APPOMATTOX.”
The monument is modest in structure. The base is about
ten feet square, four to six feet high, and is of gray glazed
granite and stands alone to pay reverence and everlasting
tribute to the “Tar Heel” soldier, than whom there were few
greater.
It would be interesting to quote some of the sayings of
those who were present during those momentous times, a
very few of whom are now livdng. History well narrates the
leading facts and consequences which center in and about
these historic grounds. A few of our ante-bellum negro
citizens and still fewer of the veterans of the war now survive.
Local tradition relates there is a well filled with old muskets.
Report has it that instead of stacking arms, some of the sur-
viving companies actually filled the well with their fighting
weapons. Some say that General Lee had a riding switch
which was planted in the soil, and that now a tree stands as a
living testimony to the truth of the assertion; while others
assert that the bridle bit of General Lee’s horse was kept, and
doubtless many a tourist has bought it believing it to be the
real article. Even the nail upon which General Lee
hung his hat when he entered the famous room has been a
matter of much conjecture. The writer, however, can give
no authenticity to such reports, especially as numerous nails
have been sold off, and there could possibly have been but
one.
Thus the ruins of Appomattox still stand. Perhaps two
or three farmhouses can be seen in the distance, and as one
passes through the deserted groves he is not deeply impressed
with the true significance of the place. Little does he feel
that here ended the struggle of the States, or here was ce-
mented a strong fortress of States never to be torn asunder.
Notwithstanding all of this importance, no attempt has been
made hitherto to so mark the place with suitable designs to
which generations yet unborn, both from North and South,
may go and see at a glance what happened at Appomattox.
To this end, the business men of the immediate section,
through the local Chamber of Commerce, have instigated
a move to construct a shrine on the battle fields of the “Old
Surrender Grounds.” Through its committee in charge, con-
sisting of State Senator S. L. Ferguson, Rev. E. E. Dudley,
and Hon. A. H. Clement, the attention of Congress has been
called, and United States Senator C. A. Swanson, of Virginia,
has offered a bill in the United States Senate providing for a
commission to inspect the site and make a report of what
should be done to properly mark, or beautify, the ruins of old
Appomattox. The commission, according to the bill, will
consist of a chief engineer, appointed by the War Department,
and one Federal veteran and one Confederate veteran. The
bill provides for an appropriation of $3,000 for this com-
mission.
School children of ether States, or others who may want
to see pictures, or know more about old Appomattox may
write to me, and I will furnish all available information gratis.
An Active Veteran. — One of the few Confederate vet-
erans now holding office in Tennessee is J. N. Hyder, constable
of the Nineteenth District of Putnam County. “Uncle Nel-
son,” as he is known by all the people of the county, is eighty-
three years old, but is still an active and efficient officer. He
has served as constable for more than twenty years. He was
a soldier of Dibrell’s command. His address is Algood, Tenn.
INCIDENTS OF NAVAL SERVICE.
BY CAPT. JAMES H. TOMB, JACKSONVILLE, FLA.
When our troops fell back from Columbus, Ky., to Island
No. 10, Commodore Hollins, C. S. N., was in command of
some four gunboats sent up from New Orleans to hold the
position at New Madrid, Mo., to prevent General Pope from
crossing the river below Island No. 10 and cutting off all
communication from below, or of troops and supplies passing
to that point. The McRae was the flagship, and there was
the Livingston, the Polk, the Ivy, and one other, and these
were in position along the river in front of New Madrid and
commanded all approaches to that place. There were some
2,500 troops with some light guns behind a line of entrench-
ments made mostly of sacks of corn and earth, and, without
the guns of the gunboats, would have been taken by General
Pope, who, with a large force, was a short eistance back of
New Madrid. Some of the officers thought the gunboats
would be of better service at the forts below New Orleans, as
Farragut was thought to be about ready to make the attempt
to pass the forts, and the position at Island No. 10 was so
they could not take it. Commodore Hollins left for New Or-
leans on the Ivy, Captain Fry, and we got the information
also that two of the Federal ironclads had passed the bat-
teries at Island No. 10, and others were to follow. As most of
the Federal ships were ironclads of superior armament in
every way to our gunboats, it was decided to take all guns,
stores, munitions, and troops aboard the gunboats and pro-
ceed to Fort Pillow, some distance below, and leave them at
that point. The McRae, Polk, Livingston, and Maurepas
and one other proceeded on down the river, the McRae to
New Orleans and the others to different points, as the Federal
fleet of ironclads and gunboats had reached a point a short
distance above Fort Pillow, and Island No. 10 was taken.
Fort Pillow was a strong position and it was thought they
could not pass it, but, as time disclosed, they did pass it.
While we were at New Madrid and the ship under banked
fires, the senior engineer of the McRae, an Englishman by
birth and a most arbitrary and disagreeable person named
Brock, made a study of “Naval Regulations When in Face
of the Enemy,” and decided it was in order for an engineer,
while on duty under banked fires, to remain in the engine and
fireroom all the watch and do no reading.
One of the oilers of our department returned from shore
leave with a fine pig and reported to the officer of the deck
that the pig had made an attack on him and he had to kill it.
Hendricks requested permission of me to place it in the fire-
room, as it was reported Pope was going to attack the posi-
tion. Brock, the senior engineer in charge, saw the pig in the
fireroom, and asked Hendricks who it belonged to, and he,
thinking it best, said it was ours. Brock gave him orders to
throw the pig in the furnace, and as all his orders must be
carried out, the pig went into the furnace and we lost our
pork chops. A short time after the pig left us, I came into
the engine room a few minutes before my watch, as I had to
relieve him, and saw him put a large volume in the desk.
When he left, I took it out, called up Hendricks from the
fireroom and asked him if it was his book, and when he said
it was not, I told him to put the book where he had put the
pig and be quick about it, as Mr. Brock ordered no books or
pigs about the engine or fireroom. Hendricks went down the
ladder to the fire room so fast he came near striking the floor
plate, and the force behind the book was so great that if
there had been no back to the furnace it would have reached
Columbus, Ky.
Brock returned in a short time for his book, and, not finding
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it in the desk, asked me ifj|I had seen it. I said yes, I had
found it in the desk and, remembering his orders about books,
had asked Hendricks if he knew who it belonged to, and as he
did not know, I told him to put it where he put the pig, as I
intended to follow his orders. The volume was one of Lieu-
tenant Fisk’s, and how Brock got out of it, I never found out;
but it was a topic in the board room for the officers for some
time — and Brock left off his study of the Regulations.
Another incident was in connection with a piano. There
was a frame building standing right in line with the main
road leading into New Madrid, in which no one was living,
and the commanding officer gave orders to burn it, as it was
a protection to any advance that might be made by Pope.
The officer found a piano in the house and took it out, and,
as he could find no owner for it, decided to ship it down the
river. Before doing so, he found quite a lot of treasonable
matter inside of the piano, showing that the owner was giving
information of our forces to General Pope. Shortly after
the piano went down the river, two ladies came to the officer
and claimed it. The officer said it was sent down the river,
yet if it was theirs they should have it, but there was a lot of
treasonable matter found in the piano and it would be neces-
sary to hold them for an investigation. Then they decided
it was not their piano, much to the relief of the officer, who
was not sure of its destination.
Special Orders of Major General Jones to Chief Engineer
Tomb, C. S. N., Charleston, S. C., November 22, 1864.
J. H. Tomb, Chief Engineer, C. S. N., having reported to
these headquarters in obedience to instructions of Flag Of-
ficer Tucker, will proceed without delay to Augusta, Ga., and
carry into execution the special instruction given him by the
Major General commanding.
Charles S. Stringfellow,
Assistant Adjutant General.
These orders were to blow up the Oconee River bridge be-
tween Atlanta and Augusta, as it was thought Sherman
would strike Augusta before marching on Savannah. I was
detained at Augusta longer than I should have been on ac-
count of not obtaining the necessary parts for the mines or
torpedoes. We left Augusta with a large army wagon con-
taining the explosives and an escort of six men, also Major
Dixon and Sergeant Brown. Arriving at a small place,
Mayfield, a few miles this side of the bridge, the heavy wagon
got stuck in a small stream. I sent the guard ahead in the
direction of the bridge to see if it was clear, as there was a
report that some of the enemy was between the river and
Atlanta. As the escort never came back, I decided they had
been captured by Kilpatrick’s cavalry, who had crossed the
bridge that morning, and I decided to get out of the main
road as soon as I could and return to Augusta. The four
mules could not pull the wagon out of the branch, so I sent
Sergeant Brown up to the station to secure a couple of mules
to pull us out; but he came back and said they would not let
him have a mule. I went back with him, and the man had
very little to say, but his wife was the limit, and told me I
was “no better than Wheeler’s Cavalry,’’ who took all the
fodder and drank all the buttermilk, and she wanted me to
understand that Governor Brown of Georgia was a bigger
man than Jeff Davis. I could say or do nothing to her, and
waited for him to say something, but he did not. There was
a bright looking darky near me, who had a bridle in his
hand, so I told him if he did not have two mules there in ten
minutes I would make it hot for him — and I got the mules in
short order. The woman was hot, as I took the boy along
with the mules to help drive them, and got back to Augusta
in a few days.
I was impressed with the good service of the negroes on the
farms and plantations in South Carolina and Georgia. All
the male members of the families were in the army and just
the women folk at home, the overseer was a negro and took
care of everything, and there was every confidence and good
feeling between them. I did not hear of one disagreeable act
in all the years of the war, and it was wonderful.
We were short of rations as we returned to Augusta and
would stop at a farmhouse to fill up. Major Dixon was a
diplomat and could make a favorable impression on a woman.
As we came to a log cabin, he asked the lady if she could let
us have a meal, and we would pay for it. She said: “I have
nothing but corn bread and bacon.’’ There were two boys
about ten years old seated on a log chewing sugar cane, and
one of them had bright red hair. Dixon looked at me and
remarked: “Tomb, that is a bright boy.” “Yes,” I said, “he
has something in him.” At this the lady came to the door and
said: “Gentlemen, if you will wait, I will fry you a chicken
and give you some coffee.” That was Dixon.
THOMAS JEFFERSON, VIRGINIA.
A red-haired, healthy-looking youth, with hazel-gray eyes,
prominent cheek bones, and a heavy chin, was known
as “Inquisitive” Thomas Jefferson, because of his de-
light in asking questions and persisting until they were
answered.
It was the same tenacity of purpose and love of controversy
that characterized him as a child that aided the thirty-two-
year-old Jefferson in writing the Declaration of Independence,
the one hundred and fiftieth anniversary of the signing of
which will be commemorated by the Sesqui-Centennial In-
ternational Exposition, which will open in Philadelphia on
June 1.
He was born in Virginia on April 13, 1743, the third child of
the family. When he came of age in 1764, he was the wealthi-
est, one of the best educated, and certainly the most con-
spicuous young man in Albemarle County.
He recognized and assumed the responsibilities of his posi-
tion and within a few months was elected to two of his father’s
offices — justice of the peace and vestryman of the parish. He
writes of himself that the passions of his soul were music,
mathematics, and architecture.
Jefferson was proficient in natural sciences and was versed
in anatomy, civil engineering, physics, mechanics, meteorology,
astronomy, architecture, and botany. Such was his knowl-
ledge of various subjects that he was considered a monument
of learning.
According to his biographer, William Eleroy Curtis, in
“The True Thomas Jefferson,” the author of the Declaration
of Independence was the father of fast mails, having arranged
while Secretary of State to have mails transported at the rate
of one hundred miles a day, then considered an extremely
rapid pace; author of the coinage system, the Mint in Phila-
delphia having been established at his recommendation; and
the ablest politician that this country had produced.
His public life covered a period of sixty-one years. He was
actually in office thirty-nine years. Among other offices which
he held, he was elected to Congress in 1781 and again in 1783.
In 1784 he was sent as minister to France. He was inau-
gurated Vice President in 1796, and was elected President in
1800 and served until March 4, 1809.
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COMRADES OF WALKER-m’REA CAMP, SEARCY, ARK.
THE WALKER- McRAE CAMP, U. C. V.
BY BENTON CYPERT, SEARCY, ARK
The Walker-McRae Camp, No. 687 U. C. V. was organized
in 1895 at Gum Springs, near Searcy, Ark., with about seventy-
five charter members, most of whom were citizens of White
County. Capt. John C. McCauley and Capt. Ben C. Black
were elected Commander and Adjutant, respectively. The
second meeting of the Camp was held at Centerhill, about
ten miles west of Searcy. Afterwards Searcy was made the
Camp’s permanent home, reunions being held here in August
of every year. The membership at one time reached nearly
one hundred and fifty, but now consists of only twenty-three.
The Camp was originally named Camp Walker, in honor of
L. M. Walker, a Confederate brigadier general and a native
of Missouri, who was killed in a duel with General Mar-
maduke, in Pulaski County, during the Little Rock campaign
in 1863. This was the last duel ever fought in Arkansas.
When General McRae died in 1899, the Camp name was
changed to Walker-McRae, as General McRae was White
County’s only general and a citizen of Searcy. He was a
native of THabama, and, after graduating at the University of
South Carolina, he came to Arkansas and settled at Searcy
in 1849, w'here he practiced law. At the beginning of the war
he raised a battalion and later a regiment. His service was
mostly in Arkansas. He distinguished himself at Pea Ridge
and Prairie Grove, and rose to rank of brigadier general.
Col. Robert W. Chrisp succeeded Captain McCauley as
Commander of Camp Walker-McRae. The next Com-
mander was Dr. John H. Dye, who held this position until he
became State Commander. Again Colonel Chrisp was chosen
commander, and was followed by Judge A. Needy in 1918,
who served until 1923, when he advised the Camp that it
was an honor due Colonel Chrisp to elect him permanent
Commander, as the colonel was one of the original organizers
and the oldest member of the Camp. Colonel Chrisp is also
probably the oldest citizen of White County, being now
ninety-one years of age. He is still hale and hearty and
actively engaged in farming pursuits. He is a native of Gib-
son County, Tenn., and played a prominent part in the battle
of Shiloh. He has served several terms in the Arkansas
legislature and as county judge of White County. Another
distinguished member of the Camp still living is Dr. John
H. Dye. Besides having been State Commander of Arkansas
U. C. V., he is an eminent minister and is the only member
now living of the original trustees of Vanderbilt University.
He once served as head of the Arkansas School for the Blind and
was president of Galloway College at Searcy for a number of
years.
Judge A. Needy, who has served as Commander and who is
now Adjutant of the Camp, is one of the two now living who
were in General Price’s border rangers. The other is W. M.
Owen, of Bald Knob, Ark., who is also a member of Camp
Walker-McRae. Union sentiment was strong in White
County when the war clouds began to gather, yet White
County furnished more troops for the Confederacy than any
other county in Arkansas. Also, there is no record of any
Union soldier going out from White County. The Walker-
McRae Camp sponsored the erection of a Confederate
monument at Searcy, which was dedicated to the Confederate
soldiers of White County in April, 1917, a few days after the
United States had declared war against Germany.
BELOVED DAUGHTER OF THE CONFEDERACY.
In the death of Mrs. Juan Rayner, of Pueblo, Colo., on
March 21, 1925, one of the most active and interested workers
among the U. D. C. of the West was lost to the organization.
She organized the Nathan B. Forrest Chapter, No. 1501
U. D. C., served as its President, also as President of the
Colorado Division for two years, and was Honorary President
of both Chapter and Division at the time of her death. She
was also President of the Colorado Pioneer’s Association and
prominent in other associations and movements for public
good; and she was the oldest living charter member of Holy
Trinity Church of Pueblo. She is survived by her husband,
three daughters, and a son.
In the memorial resolutions passed by her Chapter, it was
resolved “that we may emulate her example by renewed
diligence in the work and thereby, in some measure, fill the
vacancy made by the passing of our beloved friend.’’
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IN THE DAYS OF HOMESPUN DRESSES.
BY MRS. S. F. WILLIAMS, MANSFIELD, LA.
Every Southern woman of the present day who lived during
the period of the sixties remembers the days of hardship,
of ruined homes, and of bleeding hearts — when the women
of the South, whose husbands and sons were in the army,
never knew what a day would bring forth of suffering and
danger. More than a half century has passed, and it would
seem that time and circumstances would have healed the
wounds in our hearts. Time is a balm for many ills and has
doubtless had its softening effect, but the scars will remain for
generations to come. Death alone can obliterate the memory
of the long, bitter struggle when the South was arrayed against
such overwhelming numbers, contending for her rights, ask-
ing nothing more; when the invading army of the North
swept over our land, burning and plundering, destroying
everything before them and trampling our most sacred rights
under their unhallowed feet. Magnificent homes were laid
in ashes, property stolen or confiscated, and scores of families
stripped of everything — silver, family jewels, wearing ap-
parel, bed linen, blankets, in fact, everything that wicked,
greedy eyes rested upon that could be carried away by the
marauders. This is not a fancy sketch, and what I shall write
is true, real happenings, to which the aged writer, then a
slip of a girl, was an eyewitness, and in roost of them had a
small part.
My two brothers enlisted in the Confederate army early
in the struggle, which left us a large family of women and
children only, without any protection except the negroes,
who, I will say to their praise and credit, were loyal to us to
the end, evincing no disposition to rebel or to be unruly.
On the contrary, they went about their work quietly and
contentedly till the war closed and they were given their
freedom by their owners.
The night before the battle at Fort Henry, on the Tennessee
River, was dark and stormy, rain pouring in torrents, the
wind whistling and howling. In the worst of it, a messenger
dismounted from his horse and came in the house, dripping
and cold. He had a message from our brother at Fort
Henry that we must get to a place of safety at once, as gun-
boats were in sight and an attack was hourly expected. We
lived on the main road, and stragglers from each army were
liable to pass that way.
Well, we got busy, you may be sure, and there was not
much sleep for us that night. Everybody had to go, provi-
sion had to be made for the negroes, as well as ourselves, and
it was no small matter to get things ready to take with us,
as well as to make everything safe to be left. But early next
morning we were ready to be off, white and black, great and
small, and, like Abraham of old, “to journey we knew not
whither.” We were quite a formidable-looking company,
on horseback, in wagons, and in buggies. The firing began
at Fort Henry soon after we left home, and we heard the
heavy cannonading all that day; but it grew more indistinct
as we moved on.
After traveling several days, stopping at night to ask a
night’s lodging of any who would take us in, we divided our
forces and secured board near Centerville, Tenn., in the hills,
so remote from human ken that a sheriff with blood hounds
would have looked a long time before finding us. We re-
mained there two weeks, or longer, which is all a blank to
me. I was quite sick with measles, and very uncomfortable.
They called in an old-fashioned doctor who said by no means
to let me have water, and I was almost consumed with thirst.
Well, I hope the old man went to heaven in spite of his
ignorance. The news of the surrender of Fort Donelson and
Fort Henry was a great shock to us. The rumor was that
every man was dead in the trenches or a prisoner.
We prepared at once to return home and were in great
suspense and anxiety about our brothers. The good people
who had taken us to board were glad to see the last of us,
I am sure. We had nearly eaten them out of house and home.
However, everything was not exhausted, and, as a last resort,
we attacked the year’s crop of peanuts. “Goobers,” they
were called up there. I have never liked the pesky things
since.
On reaching hon^e we found that nothing had been molested.
Mother’s bachelor brother, who lived in Paris, Tenn., had
been there taking care of the place. Some one had notified
him of our absence. We were frightened out of our wits by
the first Yankees we saw at close range; but we soon found
that they wouldn’t bite. We never for once concealed our
real feelings about the war. One little incident I must men-
tion, which happened later. It was the day we had news of
the fall of Vicksburg. For two days the weather was so
peculiar, almost like an eclipse of the sun, so strange and
gloomy it seemed to portend something dreadful. It was not
fog nor mist, but the whole earth was wrapped in gloom,
and continued so until we were ready to jump at the least
noise. Some Federal officers whom we knew right well were
coming through the lane, and our mother was so deeply
distressed about Vicksburg she said: “Now, girls, if those
Yankees crow over me, I am going to order them out, if they
burn the house down.” They seemed to understand our
feeling and tried to be pleasant. As they were leaving,
mother told them of her threat, and they laughed heartily.
One of them said: “O, we saw in your eye that it would
never do.”
One result of the war was exorbitant prices in dry goods,
and scarcity as well. Even calico was far beyond our means,
consequently we had to spin and weave every yard of goods
we wore. We had a special room for our work, detached
from the house, and from morning till night our spinning
wheels made constant music. O, how I did hate it; I de-
tested the very sight of that spinning wheel; but it had to be
done, or go without dresses, so of the two evils — I spun.
That was one among the many hardships we had to endure.
The loom was kept busy also, and as the shuttle, in the hands
of the weaver, flew in and out, the loom seemed to be saying,
“My country, ’tis of thee — -’tis of thee — sweet land of liber-
tee, liber-tee.” Just one thread at a time, O, how slow it was,
and how long it took one thread in a place to make a yard.
But after a while, by hard licks and determination, we had
yards and yards and yards of blue and white checks, brown
and white checks, tan and blue checks, every kind of checks
but bank checks. And, girls, you Well-groomed girls of to-
day, you will not believe it, but our homespun dresses were
pretty.
Occasionally we had some kind of excitement to vary the
monotony, which brightened up for the time our humdrum
life, and we had our fun too. The guerrillas made frequent
daring raids in that part of the country. We had a real
skirmish once that furnished us excitement for one day. It
was early in the fall, when the land was being plowed for
wheat. Three of the negro men were in great peril for a little
while. A regiment of Yankees was retreating from Pine
Bluff, on the Tennessee River, where Forrest’s cavalry had
attacked and routed them. They had to pass that field in
their march, just as a company of rebel cavalry dashed down
on them from the hills, right through that field. The negroes
had presence of mind to take the horses loose from the plow
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and run to the hills. In a few minutes the shooting was
in every direction. Some of the Confederates had dismounted
and were shooting through the yard. One of them told our
mother to call her children and get to a place of safety, that
they could not avoid firing from the yard, and we were in
danger. In the “round up,” for there were ten in all, I was
left out, while the others went to the woods. A Confederate
surgeon ran in the house and ordered me to get ready for
some wounded men and to make some bandages for him. I
began to search everywhere for something I could afford
to tear up, and for the life of me I thought I should never
find anything, and the surgeon following me from room to
room. But after all, they were oiir wounded, so I snatched
up a sheet and tore strips till he said that would do.
There were eight or ten brought in, some mortally wounded,
and four of them died in a few hours. The surgeon then said
I must make a yellow flag to hang in front to protect the
wounded and the house, so he and I sat down on the grass
in the back yard, and he furnished the goods and I made the
flag. After he hung it over the porch, he left; the rest of the
family still had not returned to the house, and I was there
alone with the dead and dying. There was nothing I could
do for them but give them water. O, how I wished there was
some one -in the house. I was only a girl of fourteen and so
little accustomed to death.
In the meantime, the skirmishing continued, the Federals
retreating until they reached the nearest house by the side
of the road, that of our good neighbor, Anderson Sexton.
Here they took refuge where they could Are on the Confeder-
ates from the windows. They were so enraged that, as they
rushed into the house, they murdered Mr. Sexton in cold
blood, with his wife and children gathered around him,
begging for his life. Not satisfied with that, they ransacked
the house and destroyed everything they could find. Mr.
Sexton had just made a barrel of cane syrup for winter use,
and they poured this all over the cotton that was stored in
one room for safe keeping.
Such vandalism is without a parallel. It shows how black
and how desperately wicked the heart of man is when he sells
himself to do evil.
The Confederates gave up the fight after the Yankees
took refuge in the house. They would not fire on the house,
so in a short time order was restored in our house and the
family had returned. But we were destined to have more
excitement that day.
That afternoon, about three o’clock, a whole regiment of
Yankees came out from Fort Donelson, armed to the teeth,
to take as prisoners those wounded men who were left with
us. Ordinarily, our mother was not afraid of anything, but
it must go down in history that she showed the white feather
that day. Seeing that regiment of men, looking so threaten-
ing, with their sabers rattling, she, with all the others, found
safety again in the woods. I determined to stay with those
poor, helpless fellows that I might possibly be some protection.
As the commanding officer, the colonel, I suppose, entered
the hall, where two of the wounded men were lying, stretched
on the floor, he maliciously stepped over one who was near
the door, and I thought, struck him with his foot. He was
desperately wounded and bleeding profusely. I said: “Please
be careful not to step on that man.” Drawing his sword from
its scabbord, he glared at me like he would love to run me
through with it, and, advancing to where I stood with my
back against the wall, he stood with drawn sword in his hand
while he asked me all about the fight, and seemed to think
we had something to do with it. He looked so ferocious I
became alarmed, and, seeing my confusion, another officer
laid a hand on his arm, and said: “Come; you have asked her
enough questions.” I think he was a gentleman.
But the worst was yet to come. My oldest brother, surgeon
of the 9th Tennessee Regiment, had resigned his commission
on account of ill health, and was at home to recuperate. He
was out deer hunting during all the excitement, and rode
up with a shot gun on his shoulder knowing nothing of what
had taken place. The infuriated Yankees, believing him to be
one of the Confederates who attacked them, arrested him
at once, and we thought they were going to mob him. His
life was in great peril for a while, but after taking him to
Fort Donelson and trying him before superior officers, he was
liberated. They threatened to burn our house, but several
months previous to this time, a relative of ours who was in
the Federal army, had secured some kind of papers from the
general at headquarters for our protection. One of the
prisoners named Yates, was so severely wounded that my
brother, although a prisoner too, examined the wound, with
the Federal surgeon, and said the leg ought to come off at
once; but the other said no, they would put him in the ambu-
lance with the others, and attend to his leg later. We begged
that he might stay until he was better able to stand the trip;
but he had to go. Two days later, my brother was sent for
to assist in amputating poor Yates’s leg. Brother said, “It
is too late; he will die,” but they operated, and he lived only
a few hours. Gangrene had set in. He was a fine specimen
of manhood, and doubtless a brave soldier, sacrificed because
they didn’t care to save him.
If I could go back to the old home, which long since passed
into other hands, and step into the room where some of
those brave men suffered and died, I should doubtless see
the dark, livid stains on the floor where their precious life
blood poured out, for it is said that the stain of human blood
can never be washed out. The stains are there, silent re-
minders of the tragic end, and lasting reminders of the
cause which those brave men loved to the end.
“O, if there be on this earthly sphere
A boon, an offering heaven holds dear,
’Tis the last libation liberty draws
From the heart that bleeds and breaks in her cause.”
OLD TREES.
BY COL. W. L. TIMBERLAKE, CRICHTON, ALA.
Old trees! old trees! in your mystic gloom
There’s many a warrior laid,
And many a nameless and lonely tomb
Is sheltered beneath your shade.
Old trees! old trees! without pomp or prayer
We buried the brave and the true.
We fired a volley and left them there
To rest, old trees, with you.
Old trees! old trees! keep watch and ward
Over each grass-grown bed;
’Tis a glory, old trees, to stand as guard
Over our Southern dead;
Old trees! old trees! we shall pass away
Like the leaves you yearly shed.
But ye, lone sentinels, still must stay.
Old trees, to guard “our dead.”
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THE OLD ARSENAL AT FAYETTEVILLE, N. C.
BY MRS. JOHN H. ANDERSON, HISTORIAN, N. C. DIVISION, U. D. C.
\ Away back in 1838, the United States government began
the building of an arsenal at Fayetteville, N. C., which was
a number of years in construction. The corner stone was laid
with grand ceremonials on April 19, 1838. The arsenal oc-
cupied one hundred acres of a beautiful plateau on Hay-
mont, the residential suburb of the historic town of Fayette-
ville and was composed of a group of handsome houses, with
a tower of stone at the corner of each quadrangle, these being
unexposed woodwork. A great wall, eight feet in height, with
a splendid gateway, which gave a view of beautiful lawns,
made it a most attractive place. This spot was kept by a
skilled gardener, with the result that the grounds were the
admiration of all Fayettevillians. Within the arsenal were
magazines for storing powder, bombs, and other explosives.
When John Brown, in his infamous raid, took possession of
the arsenal at Harper’s Ferry, Va., nearly all the skilled
workers at that post were brought to the Fayetteville arsenal
and put to work here.
North Carolina, adverse to war, had to choose sides, and
when President Lincoln called for troops to force back into
the Union the seceding States, Governor Ellis, the chief
executive of North Carolina, replied: “I can be no party to
wicked violation of the laws of this country, and especially
to this war which is being waged upon a free and independent
people.” Seeing plainly the dangers that threatened the
State, Governor Ellis, a few days later, ordered the capture
of the Fayetteville arsenal and the forts on the coast. With
the heaven-born inspiration of a great commander, he did
not delay to give the enemy time to capture or destroy the
arsenal. (Clarke’s History).
So the first overt act against the United States govern-
ment was the taking of the arsenal by the State of North
Carolina, its surrender occurring at three o’clock on April
22, 1861. The “besieging” forces were the Cumberland
County militia. The “taking of the arsenal” is one of the
historic events of Fayetteville, and many amusing incidents
are connected with it. Some of the older citizens marched
up Haymont behind the militia, their negro servants carrying
their guns! When|a^flag"of_^truce^was called for, one of the
belles of Fayetteville threw her pocket handkerchief to the
officer, who hoisted it on the end of his bayonet! The Fay-
etteville Observer of April 26, 1861, in its account of the taking
of the arsenal, said: “The arsenal buildings and machinery
have probably cost the United States more than a quarter
million dollars. The machinery especially is very perfect
for the manufacture of every implement of war. There are
four brass six-pounders and two brass twelve-pounder
Howitzers, forming a complete ‘battery,’ in military phrase;
with all the horse trappings, and two old make iron six-
pounders, thirty-seven thousand muskets and rifles, with
other military stores, and a large quantity of powder.”
The capture of the Fayetteville arsenal, with its thirty-
seven thousand stands of arms, placed North Carolina in the
front rank of Southern States. Ten or twelve thousand of
these were given to the State of Virginia, not quite so for-
tunate as North Carolina, on account of the destruction of
the arsenal at Harper’s Ferry. These arms were rapidly
placed in the hands of the North Carolina troops as fast as
recruited. Many thousands more of arms were made here
for the Confederate army, after supplying 37,000 muskets
at the beginning of the war.
When Sherman’s army was approaching Fayetteville in
March, 1865, the machinery used in the arsenal was hur-
riedly taken to Egypt, in Chatham County, and hidden in
the mine there. The special object of Sherman’s visit to
Fayetteville was this arsenal, and his stay of five days in this
historic town will ever be remembered, as he left sorrow and
devastation behind. The story of his destruction of the ar-
senal is a chapter in itself — -how he first razed it with batter-
ing rams and then applied the torch, which completely blotted
out this beautiful spot, once the pride of Fayetteville.
But not long did Fayetteville lie weeping in the dust after
this tragic visit of Sherman; it was not in her nature. Gather-
ing herself together, she went to work again. She bought
from the United States government the millions of brick
left in the ruined walls of the arsenal with which to repair her
waste places, and struggled on under many difficulties. The
march of progress has left no vestige of the old arsenal prop-
THE OLD ARSENAL AND GROUNDS AT FAYETTEVILLE, N. C., AS SKETCHED BY ONE OF SHERMAN’s SOLDIERS
BEFORE ITS DESTRUCTION.
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erty, and the city of Fayetteville, spreading westward, has
changed the old arsenal grounds into paved streets and
modern homes. So the old has given way to the new. Yet the
oldest inhabitant of our town still feels that the chief grudge
against Sherman is his destruction of the arsenal.
Though the arsenal was the ornament for so many years of
this old town, yet there had been preserved no picture of it,
so the recent coming to light of a sketch of the arsenal made
by one of Sherman’s soldiers in his memorable visit of March
11, 1865, has revived interest in this almost forgotten spot.
The sketch appeared in an old magazine, from which it has
been copied by the Historical Department of the North
Carolina U. D. C., and this picture of historic value has been
presented to the State’s Hall of History and to the North
Carolina Room of the Confederate Museum in Richmond,
Va.
The pictures in this old magazine, published in the seventies,
were drawn by one of Sherman’s army and are the only
pictures of the arsenal and other historic buildings in this
old Scotch town of Fayetteville, and the sketch was probably
made the day before its destruction.
HOW FORREST DESTROYED SHERMAN’S LINE OF
COMMUNICA TION.
BY CAPT. JAMES DINKINS, NEW ORLEANS, LA.
When General Hood succeeded to the command of the
Army of Tennessee in September, 1864, the effective force of
that army had been reduced to thirty thousand men of all
arms, while Sherman’s force was fully three times that num-
ber and splendidly supplied with the best equipment in use.
Gen. Joseph E. Johnston, with forty ttiousand soldiers, the
equal of any army of its size in the world, had been unable
to stay the march of Sherman through Georgia, and now that
the strength of the army had been reduced to thirty thousand
men, there vas no expectation of Hood’s doing so in open
battle; but the situation made a change necessary. General
Hood had made a great reputation in the Army of Northern
Virginia for courage, dash, and daring, but now he was de-
prived of the direction and support of the matchless General
Lee. Whatever may have been the hopes of General Hood,
it must be confessed that the situation was desperate.
Then it was that General Forrest conceived the plan of
throwing a force across the Tennessee River to destroy Sher-
man’s line of communication, as well as his supplies in transit
along that line. That was the only hope of relieving Hood.
Forrest determined to try it, and on September 10, 1864,
he began preparations for that important operation.
General Chalmers was directed to take position at Grenada,
Miss., to be in command of all the troops not to be used on
the expedition. General Roddy was ordered to repair the
Memphis and Charleston Railroad bridges and culverts east-
ward of Corinth, and to prepare boats for use in crossing the
river about Cherokee Station, North Alabama. On Septem-
ber 13, at West Point, Miss., an order was issued to the entire
command to be in readiness to move on the 16th, with four
days’ cooked rations, and on that day Buford’s Division,
Lyons’s and Bell’s Brigade, and Rucker’s Brigade, of Chal-
mers’s Division, under Col. D. C. Kelley, also the horses of
Morton’s and Walton’s batteries, began the march to Chero-
kee Station. A large number of negroes had been impressed
and were sent with a work train to repair the broken places
in the track of the Mobile and Ohio Railroad between West
Point and Corinth, where it connected with the Memphis and
Charleston Railroad. The guns and caissons and the men of
both batteries, on flat cars followed the repair train, and they
were followed by a train loaded with supplies of ordnance and
subsistence.
The troops reached Cherokee Station about sunset, Septem-
ber 19. General Forrest, with his staff and escort and about
four hundred and fifty dismounted men, under Lieutenant
Colonel Barnett, reached Corinth on the 17th by the Mobile
and Ohio, and transferred to the Memphis and Charleston.
All the wood used by the locomotives had to be cut by the
wayside, as the train progressed, and the boilers of the engine
were filled with water brought in buckets from the creeks that
crossed the track. By the 20th the whole force was collected
at Cherokee Station, and on the following morning the ar-
tillery and dismounted men crossed at Colbert’s Ferry, which
had been put in order by General Roddy, while the cavalry
crossed at a ford just below the shoals. The river at this
point was about two thousand yards wide in a straight line,
but the ford was extremely hazardous, and, winding along
the shallow places of the shoals, made the distance some two
miles in length. The stream was filled with ledges of rock
that jutted above the water, while there were plans where the
swift-surging current broke heavily and burst and boiled in
frothy tumult. There were crevices and holes that were made
noticeable by the comparative smoothness of the deep water
that flowed over them. It was a desperate undertaking to
try to cross three thousand cavalry, which moved in column
of twos. No man but Forrest could do it. A guide was sent
ahead to mark the pathway through the breakers. To stray
either to the right or left meant almost certain destruction,
for to have fallen into one of the deep holes, horse and rider
would have been drawn down stream by the current and
dashed against the jagged rocks; but there was no hesitation.
For a time the whole ford was filled with horsemen, presenting
the appearance of a long serpent. The operation, however,
was happily accomplished without accident, and the com-
mand passed on to within two miles of Florence and camped
for the night. Roddy’s Brigade had crossed the day before
at Bainbridge, and effected a junction with Buford.
The whole force was now assembled, about 4,500 strong of
all arms. Having information that Athens, Ala.,, an impor-
tant depot, was occupied by a force of the enemy, Forrest
marched to that vicinity and arrived about sunset on the
23rd of September. There was a considerable encampment
in the suburbs of the town. So sudden and unexpected was
the appearance of General Forrest and his attack, which
followed, that the enemy ran in great confusion and took
refuge in a fort about a half mile distant, leaving their horses
and equipment in the hands of the Confederates. Forrest
deployed his force so as to encompass the town and awaited
daylight before taking further action.
It required about three hours the following morning to make
necessary preparation for the attack. The artillery was
placed on commanding positions, which surrounded the re-
doubts, some seven hundred yards distant from it. The
cavalry, dismounted, surrounded the town on three sides,
and detachments from each command, mounted, were thrown
out to cover all approaches, and by ten o’clock the Con-
federates had moved within a hundred and fifty yards of the
Federal trenches. Everything ready for the attack, Forrest
sent a flag of truce by Major Strange, of his staff, with a for-
mal demand for the unconditional surrender. The answer
was not long delayed — an absolute refusal. Forrest sent
another communication asking for a personal interview with
the commander, which soon took place. General Forrest
expressed to him his earnest desire to avoid unnecessary
shedding of blood, and at the same time declared that he was
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amply able to carry the position by storm without failure,
and that he was willing to exhibit his force to the Federal
commander, who would find fully eight thousand men and
twenty-four guns. The Federal officer in command was
Colonel Campbell, who stated that if he could be satisfied
that such a force actually surrounded him, he would not at-
tempt to maintain a useless defense. Forrest’s dispositions
were favorable foi- his purpose, and with characteristic
adroitness and audacity, he proposed that Colonel Campbell
review his lines, and they rode together for that purpose.
The first troops he displayed were the dismounted cavalry,
which he called his infantry division, armed with Enfield
rifles. Some five hundred yards rearward the horse holders
were drawn up mounted, and so disposed as to be taken for
a body of fully four thousand cavalry. The batteries were
exhibited and were shifted from one position to another, so
as to appear five or six full batteries. By the time these forces
had been inspected, Colonel Campbell announced that what
he saw far exceeded his conception of the force that confronted
him, a force he estimated to be fully ten thousand strong. He,
therefore, agreed to capitulate on Forrest’s terms, but asked
that his officers might be allowed to retain their private
property. General Forrest readily agreed without discussion,
and Major Strange and Captain Anderson, of the staff, re-
turned with Colonel Campbell to arrange the surrender.
Within a short time the garrison of fourteen hundred, rank
and file, marched out from the fort without arms. About
this moment a train came from the direction of Decatur filled
with infantry, who disembarked, some five hundred strong,
near a blockhouse about a mile from the fort, and evidently
expected to form a junction with the garrison. The 7th
Tennessee, of Rucker’s Brigade (Colonel Kelley), having been
previously posted in that quarter, became immediately en-
gaged in a lively skirmish with those troops. A detachment
from Wilson’s and Russell’s regiments, under Lieut. Col. Jesse
Forrest, and some one hundred and fifty men of the 15th
Tennessee, under Lieutenant Colonel Lockwood, fell upon
the flank, and the attack soon became so furious that the
enemy, throwing down their arms, surrendered.
Numbers of the enemy were killed, and the Confederates
lost several splendid officers and men. Col. Jesse Forrest
was seriously wounded. General Forrest now learned that
two block houses, one a half mile and the other a mile and a
half distant from Athens, were on the line of railroad. Both
were ordered to surrender. The one most remote succumbed
without parley, and the garrison marched out without arms,
but the commander of the near one, when called upon to sur-
render, haughtily answered : “ Having been placed in command
by my government, I will forfeit my life rather than yield.”
Then something happened. Capt. John W. Morton, Chief
of Artillery, had made an observation of the blockhouse and
stated to General Forrest that he could penetrate within the
works at the joints with his projectiles, notwithstanding
the great thickness of its walls of hewn oak timber. There-
upon General Forrest told Morton to “try it.” At the same
instant he turned four of his three-inch rifled pieces upon the
fort at a range of some three hundred yards. The first
shot striking the roof from one of “Mayton’s gun section,”
scattered earth and plank in every direction; while two other
shells penetrated and, exploding, killed six and wounded
seven of the garrison. The effect was instantaneous. The
gate was thrown hurriedly open and an officer, rushing forth
with a white flag, shouted in accents of great excitement, just
as General Forrest rode up, “Your shells bore through my
logs like augers,” and the flamboyant commander decided
that his life was more important to him than his government.
The prisoners taken around Athens numbered 1,900 men.
General Buford and Col. William A. Johnson soon were actively
occupied supplying their commands with such articles and
equipment as they needed. Buford^was able to mount two
A LITTLE CONFEDERATE OF 1861.
Capt. James Dinkins at the time he entered the Confederate Army
April, 1861, before his sixteenth birthday. '
hundred and fifty of his dismounted men with excellent
horses. There were twenty-five wagons and teams among the
spoils, and these were loaded with medical stores and am-
munition. The rest of the stores, a very considerable amount,
were set on fire, together with the two blockhouses and
trestle work of the railroad, and all buildings that had been
used by the enemy. Besides the property enumerated, there
were four pieces of. artillery and six ambulances. Some
fifty of the enemy were killed and one hundred wounded.
Meanwhile, the dead were buried and the wounded of both
sides properly disposed of in Athens for treatment. The
blockhouses, buildings, and trestle work having been de-
stroyed, the captured wagons and ambulances and prisoners,
properly guarded, were sent to Florence, while the command
was put in motion northward for “Sulphur Trestle.”
There were two blockhouses captured before reaching Sul-
phur Trestle, after short parleys. General Forrest had taken
along the officer of the garrison who rushed out with a white
flag after Morton smashed a few shells into his blockhouse,
who readily related to the commander the incident, with
enough warmth in his description to produce the effect for
which he had been carried along. Both blockhouses were
destroyed and one hundred officers and men captured without
firing a gun. This was effected by a small force from Colonel
Johnson’s Division.
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Early in the morning of September 25, Forrest was in
front of Sulphur Trestle, which position was known to be
defended by a strong redoubt, garnished with artillery and
heavily garrisoned. There were also several blockhouses
there. The trestle was a large, costly structure which spanned
a deep ravine, with precipitous sides. It was sixty feet high,
and, as may be understood, formed a valuable link in between
the Federal forces and their base at Nashville. Hence its
protection was a matter of vital importance to the enemy.
A square redoubt about three hundred feet in length had been
thrown up on a hill to the southward, so as to command the
trestle and all approaches. There were two 12-pounder
Howitzers arranged to be fired through embrasures, sweeping
all avenues to the trestle, while some two hundred yards in
advance on three sides it was surrounded by a line of rifle
pits, besides two formidable blockhouses' built in each end
of the ravine to prevent approach to the trestle by that way.
The garrison was one thousand strong. Everything ready.
Colonel Kelley, supported by Johnson’s Division, was or-
dered tc drive the Federal pickets and skirmishers in, and,
after a short skirmish, made the enemy seek shelter. Making
a reconnoissance, Forrest saw that the position was almost in-
expungeable, especially because the blockhouses were shel-
tered from his artillery. Nothing daunted, however, relying
on himself and his ever-fertile resources, he spent two hours
in light skirmishes, during which he succeeded with slight
loss in establishing a position of his force within a hundred
yards of the breastwords of the redoubt. In the meantime,
that splendid young artillerist. Captain Morton, had found
four positions for his guns within eight hundred yards of and
commanding the works, in which he felt he could explode his
shells. At this stage, Forrest determined to resort to the
artifice of demanding a surrender, and, accordingly. Major
Strange w-as sent forw'ard under flag of truce with the sum-
mons. In about an hour he returned with a positive refusal.
It seemed a hopeless case; no other man would have ap-
proached it with the force at hand; but, without further ado,
Morton was ordered to take the position he had mentioned
and open without delay*. Meanwhile, a lively skirmish was
commenced and kept up by the riflemen, which, however,
was more noisy than effective, for they were kept under cover
to avoid loss. Walton’s guns were soon in position at two
points, from which he could enfilade a large position of the
southern and western fronts, while Morton’s own battery
to an equal extent raked the other two faces, and Ferrell’s
guns were pushed into a more exposed position in a corn-
field, but within short range of the fort. Firing began from
the three positions with perceptible effect. For a time the
enemy responded vigorously with his 12-pounder Howitzer,
but a shell from Lieutenant Sales’s section of Morton’s Bat-
tery striking the mouth of one of them, glanced and struck
the axle, killing, it was learned, every man at the piece, and
turning it over; and soon the other was dismounted by a
shot planted squarely in its mouth by Lieutenant Brown, of
the same battery. The Confederate aim was splendid; every
shell fell and exploded within the Federal works, whose force,
swept in great part by an enfilading fire, gave little or no
shelter to the garrison, who were seen running from side to
side vainly seeking cover. Many found it within some wooden
buildings in the redoubt, but the shot and shell crushing and
tearing through these feeble barriers either set them on fire
or smashed them to pieces, killing and wounding their in-
mates and adding to the wild confusion of the enemy, who,
though making no proffer of surrender, had nevertheless be-
come utterly impotent for defense.
Forrest ordered a cessation of hostilities again and de-
manded a capitulation. This time the demand was promptly
acceded to, and the surrender was effected at once. The
interior of the work presented a sanguinary, sickening spec-
tacle, another shocking illustration of little capacity for com-
mand. Every building had been razed or burned to the
ground, and two hundred and fifty Federal officers and men
lay slain within the narrow area of the redoubt, giving it the
aspect of a slaughter pen. Among the dead were Colonel
Lathrop, the commander, and a number of officers. Com-
paratively few of the garrison had been wounded; the burst-
ing shells had done their work effectively upon this poor un-
fortunate force, whose defense, prolonged doubtless because
the officers, paralyzed under the tempest of iron showered
upon them, knew not what to do. Eight hundred and
twenty officers and men capitulated, while the other results
were the two pieces of artillery, twenty wagons and teams,
four hundred cavalry horses with equipment, and a large
quantity of ordnance and commissary stores.
Having expended a large portion of his artillery ammuni-
tion, General Forrest sent back to Florence and across the
Tennessee River four pieces of his own artillery, the captured
guns and wagon trains and prisoners, with an escort com-
manded by Lieutenant Colonel Lockwood. After burying
the dead of both sides, the men cut down and burned the
trestle, and by morning nothing remained of that huge work
except heaps of ashes and charred beams. This was not
achieved without loss; several of the best officers were killed;
Capt. James J. Kirkman, of Florence, Ala., in command of
Colonel Johnson’s escort, was among them.
Buford moved along the railroad after he had destroyed the
large railroad bridge and blockhouses at Elk River and ten
thousand cords of wood, kept there for the operation of the
road, which likewise destroyed a mile of track. The command
was again concentrated and moved on to Richland Creek,
over which there was a truss railroad bridge two hundred
feet long, defended by a heavy blockhouse; but the garrison
capitulated after a few shells burst against it. The bridge
and blockhouse were burned.
Early on the 27th, Forrest was again in motion toward
Pulaski, Buford moving by the railroad, Johnson to the right
of it, followed by Kelley. In this order, the Federal pickets
were encountered a mile beyond Richland Creek and were
borne back for a mile, when a heavy Federal force was de-
veloped in line of battle, stretched across the turnpike and
railroad about four Jiundred yards apart, and on a range of
hills. It was a mixed force, not less than six thousand strong,
splendidly posted, while the Confederates present did not
number over thirty-three hundred. Nevertheless, Forrest
resolved on the offensive, dismounted, and deployed Buford
and Johnson’s small divisions across the roads, as Kelley,
still mounted, was sent on a detour to the eastward to gain
the Federal rear. Deploying his escort, about sixty rifles, as
skirmishers in front of Johnson, Forrest threw forward that
invincible band of men, charging with characteristic in-
trepidity up a hill held by the enemy in that part of the
field, brought on an engagement and gained a position. Mean-
while, Buford and Johnson pressed up with vigor and an
animated musket and artillery affair ensued. Here Colonel
Johnson, a splendid officer in command of Roddy’s Division,
was dangerously wounded. Manifestly nothing was to be
achieved by attacking the big force in the works, so during
the night Forrest moved toward Fayetteville with the pur-
pose of striking the Nashville and Chattanooga Railroad at
Tullahoma. That railroad was the main channel of supply
for Sherman’s army, then at Atlanta, and Forrest’s object
was to destroy as much of the track and bridges as possible
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It began to rain in torrents, and the night became so dark
that the ordnance trains could not move over the rough roads,
but at daybreak of the 28th, the movement was renewed
toward Tullahoma. Forrest was met by scouts with tidings
that^”a heavy column of Federal cavalry and infantry was
marching from Chattanooga to meet him, and that the force
of six thousand he left at Pulaski were now on the way, by
rail through Nashville, to confront him at Tullahoma. This
situation required a radical change in his plans of operation.
The men and horses were tired and footsore by excessive and
prolonged hard service, and it was still raining. Moreover,
the' ^Tennessee River was rising rapidly and there was no
available ferryage except a few old flats at Florence. Further-
more, the enemy in the vicinity was seven to ten times su-
perior in number to him.
The situation was precarious, and indeed one that required
a large measure of coolness and judgment. He sent Buford
to escort the wagons and cattle to cross at Florence, and, with
a small force, moved against Spring Hill, and destroyed eight
miles of railroad. He seized the telegraph office at Spring
Hill, and was able to intercept several official dispatches which
gave him precise information with regard to the location of
the Federal troops which were in pursuit of him. Having
acquired as much information as he desired about the move-
ments of the enemy, he sent several misleading dispatches
to Generals Rousseau and Steadman in regard to his move-
ments, stating that Forrest was still destroying the Nashville
and Chattanooga Railroad. These messages being dispatched,
he broke up the telegraph line and turned the column toward
Florence, where he crossed in safety, after burning several
thousand cords of wood which had been collected for use of
the locomotives, captured six wagons and teams, thirty fat
oxen and forty mules, and burned four blockhouses. He
crossed to the south, on the east bank of the Tennessee River,
with ten pieces of artillery, with caissons and ammunition,
one thousand head of horses and mules, five hundred head of
beef cattle, one hundred and fifty wagons, three thousand
stands of small arms, 2,200 prisoners, after having destroyed
one hundred miles of railroad track and bridges, including
six thousand feet of trestle, which was not restored for a year.
He moved the force to Jackson, Tenn., where he remained
until October 15, and then proceeded to destroy the Federal
fleet of gunboats and transports at Paris Landing and John-
sonville. But that is another story.
In all of General Forrest’s operations, it will be seen that he
depended very greatly on his artillery, and it is pleasing to
record that three of the best artillery officers in the South be-
longed to the Western Army. Capt. John W. Morton and
Capt. Edwin S. Walton, of Forrest’s Cavalry, and Capt.
W. W. Carnes of Cheatham’s Corps, were the bright exam-
ples. Major Pelham, of the Army of Northern Virginia, was
never surpassed for courage and dash as an artillery officer,
but he could not handle a gun like Morton, Walton, and
Carnes. Either of them could plant a shell in a porthole at
four or five hundred yards. There have not been three better
artillery captains at any time. Forrest felt a great pride in
Morton and Walton, and Cheatham thought that Carnes’s
Battery could silence any guns in action against him. Morton
and Walton passed beyond many years ago, but Captain
Carnes is in active business at Bradenton, Fla., eighty-five
years of age, and I pray that he may be spared to the country
many years to come, for he is a fine, representative Southern
soldier.
The writer knew General Forrest as well as a boy could
know a great man. I served the last two years of the war
with him, and accompanied him in most of his desperate and
daring enterprises. I thought of him then as the most won-
derful man I had ever known. My admiration for him has
grown daily during the sixty-three years since I first met him.
I am familiar with the achievements of many of the great
commanders of the past, but I firmly believe that Gen. Na-
than Bedford Forrest was the most gifted military strategist
that ever lived.
General Lee was the most perfect man for several hundred
years before him. He possessed qualities that make a man
great. As citizen, soldier, gentleman he never had a superior,
and I doubt that he ever had an equal. The presence of
General Lee and General Forrest gave to men that tingle in
the blood that comes only upon momentous occasions. They
could make heroes out of common mortals.
MY FIRST BATTLE.
BY CALVIN B. VANCE, BATESVILLE, MISS.
I was brought up on a cotton plantation in Mississippi.
My father was a large slaveholder, and, with the custom of
those times, as a boy I learned to ride a horse and shoot a
gun. Father died several years before the War between the
States.
When about fifteen years of age, I was sent to the Kentucky
Military Institute, a few miles out from Frankfort, Ky.,
and with one year of training I became pretty efficient in
military tactics. Subsequently I was sent to the University
of Virginia, and was there when war was declared between
the North and South. When the University closed, my
mother urged me to come home, but I did not heed her com-
mand. Youth like, when the 17th Mississippi Regiment,
MRS. BERNARD C. HUNT, OF COLUMBIA, MO.
President of the Missouri Division, U. D. C. Elected at annual
convention in St. Louis, October, 1925.
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commanded by Colonel Featherston, with other Mississippi
regiments came through Charlottesville on their way to the
front, I joined the “Vindicators,” Company H, of the 17th
Mississippi Regiment, a company from my home.
The 17th, 18th, 21st, and 13th Mississippi Regiments,
with the 8th Virginia and a Virginia battery, commanded by
Captain Rodgers, and other forces I do not remember now,
were ordered to Leesburg, thirty miles north of Manassas
on the Potomac River, near Ball's Bluff, to protect our main
army at Manassas from a flank movement by the Yankee
forces. Our command, under General Evans, was stationed
at the town of Leesburg, two miles from Ball’s Bluff on the
Potomac. During the time we were stationed at Leesburg,
we were thoroughly drilled. I was a gangling, long-legged
boy at that time, nearly six feet tall. It was my ambition
to be in the front rank when drilling and on dress parade
for the admiration of the girls and the people of the town.
We were having a great time with the good people of Lees-
burg, but in the first days of October, one of those hazy
autumn days, report came that a large force of the Yankee
army was crossing the Potomac at Ball’s Bluff, about two
miles east of Leesburg, to make a flank movement on our
main army at Manassas. Then it was that General Evans
ordered our army to meet the attack of the Yankee forces
under General Stone. About 2 o’clock in the afternoon,
the I7th Mississippi double-quicked to the battle field and
went into action. There had been heavy fighting before the
17th arrived. We formed line of battle and went into action
through a grove of timber, over the wounded and dead. The
cannon bajls began to cut the limbs off the trees over our
heads, the Minie balls were chipping the bark from the trees,
and men going down along the line, and I must say I got a
little weak in the knees; the glory of the dress parades rapidly
departed. It came to me that I had been some kind of a
fool wanting to be in the front rank. I would have felt more
comfortable in the rear rank with some one in front of me.
I was not prepared, either physically or mentally, for such
a sudden change in life. A fellow’s mind is never so active
as when brought face to face with a life-and-death proposition.
I could hear the barking of the dogs and crowing of the
chickens back home. Then my conscience hurt me for not
being a dutiful son and obeying my mother. I knew then
the Lord had made a mistake if he intended me for a hero.
I never expected to see the sun rise again.
The smoke and the crash of the guns was terrific as we
advanced, firing as we went forward, driving the Yankees
back. Soon we came to a sedge field; I suppose it was three
or four hundred yards wide, but at that moment it did not
seem over one-half the distance. Sedge fields have lost
favor with me ever since. When we reached the edge of the
field. Colonel Featherston gave the order to lie down, which
was obeyed with great alacrity; no lizards ever got closer to
the ground than we did. The only consolation that came to
me in those moments of distress was that the other boys in
the command were enjoying the same tribulations. The
Yankees had fallen back and formed line of battle on the other
side of the sedge field in the edge of the woods, and the shells
and the Minie balls came screaming by and over us, saying,
"Where-are-you?” while we hugged old mother earth. This
relief was of short duration, for soon came the order, “At-
tention, Command!” (old Featherston had a voice like a
rasp of a file). In response, we were up in line of battle.
Then came the order to “fix bayonets.” I knew then the
days of my transgressions were at hand. I could not under-
stand why our fool officers could not have carried us around
some other way; but there was no time for thinking then.
for came in rapid succession the order “Forward, charge,”
then the command that made Featherston famous: “Drive
the Yankees into the Potomac or into hell!”
You have heard of the “Rebel Yell,” haven’t you? When
we swept across that field, no wild Indians ever gave out a
more bloodcurdling yell than we did. It was “Hark! from
the tomb,” “Hail, Columbia, Happy Land!”
When the charge started, a stream of flame from the
Yankee lines formed on the opposite side of the sedge field
greeted us, and many of our boys went down. No man could
live in the middle of that sedge field. But we went in on
them and routed them, and then it was we paid them back
twofold.
When we routed the Yankees and they were in full retreat,
I began to get fighting mad. We poured volley after volley
into their forces as they attempted to recross the Potomac
in their barges, and the river was full of dead and drowning
men. The commander of the Yankee forces, General Stone,
was killed on the battle field. Over three thousand surren-
dered to the Confederate forces. It was a most glorious
victory for the Confederates.
We were heroes all, after the battle.
When we first went into battle, I saw the brave commander
of the 18th Mississippi, Colonel Burt, being carried from the
field, fatally wounded.
Following the reorganization after the first year’s service
in Virginia, I returned to my home in Mississippi. The war
was just getting under good headway, my reputation as a
most valiant soldier in the battles in Virginia had preceded
me, and I was elected second brevet lieutenant in a battery
of artillery that was being organized in my home community.
After a year and a half as an officer in the battery, the officers
above me being disabled from wounds and otherwise, I be-
came commander of the battery.
No event in the life of any man will ever rise above the
trials, hardships, and dangers that came to a Confederate
soldier. The years I served in the Confederate army wilt
always stand out as the most eventful period of my life, and
I hope to record my experience in other battles, such as the
second battle of Corinth, Chickasaw Bayou, siege of Vicks-
burg, battle of Selma, Ala., and other minor engagements,
for the readers of the Veteran, if agreeable.
“ THERE’S NOTHING SO KINGL Y AS KINDNESS.”
BY MRS. NANCY NORTH, NEW YORK CITY.
A most kindly and generous act, so characteristic of the
warm sympathy of the women of the Southland, was recently
reported from Wilmington, N. C., this being the burial of a
Union veteran, ninety-two years old, by the King’s Daughters
of that city, in their own plot in Bellevue Cemetery. This
old soldier, E. A. Cole, a survivor of the storming of Fort
Fisher, died without relatives, friendless and alone, and the
alternative was a pauper’s grave. But the King’s Daughters,
ever on the alert to extend kindness and charity to all, no
sooner heard of these sad circumstances than they insisted
that other arrangements must be made, and the Union soldier
was buried under the Stars and Stripes in the plot owned by
the Southern women, having as guard of honor old wearers
of the gray, led by Dr. A. M. Baldwin, Commander of Cape
Fear Camp, United Confederate Veterans. The brief re-
ligious rites were indeed a benediction for the splendid spirit
of Americanism, and no more fitting symbol of a reunited
country could be conjured by the mind of man than this
simple tribute of veneration for a veteran of this country
by the loyal women of the Southland.
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SURGEONS OF THE CONFEDERACY.
Dr. Hunter Holmes McGuire, of Virginia.
On the 7th of January, 1904, there was unveiled on the
historic Capitol Square in Richmond, Va., “in the presence
of a distinguished company of Virginians,” a monument to
the South's great surgeon and one of her most illustrious
sons. Dr. Hunter Holmes McGuire. The inscription on
this monument states that
“To Hunter Holmes McGuire, M.D., LL.D., President
of the American Medical and of the American Surgical
Associations; Founder of the University College of Medicine;
Medical Director of Jackson’s Corps, Army of Northern
Virginia; an eminent civil and military surgeon and beloved
physician; an able teacher and vigorous writer; a useful
citizen and broad humanitarian; gifted in mind and generous
in heart, this monument is erected by his many friends.”
A great parade preceded the ceremonies about the statue.
The exercises were opened with prayer by Rev. Dr. James
Power Smith, who was on Jackson’s staff with Dr. McGuire,
and the little grandson and namesake. Hunter McGuire,
Jr., drew the veil which revealed the lifelike figure to the vision
of the assembled multitude who had known and loved him
in life. Into the keeping of the State the monument was
given by Col. George L. Christian, speaking for the Memorial
Association, and accepted by Governor Montague in appre-
ciative spirit. In a brilliant address, Hon. Holmes Conrad,
of Winchester — Dr. McGuire’s native place — paid fitting
tribute to a life of accomplishment and good deeds — that
address is here given in part.
Memorial Address.
The character of Dr. McGuire, like the portico of Solomon’s
temple, rested upon the firm pillars of strength and stability.
He acquired these traits by rightful inheritance. They
had been the characteristics of his race. . . . His
grandfather, Capt. Edward McGuire, held that rank and
station in the Continental Line and had fought with success
for the establishment of that republican form of government,
the integrity of which his more distinguished grandson,
near one hundred years later, fought in vain to preserve.
His fathei. Dr. Hugh Holmes McGuire, was a physician
and surgeon of the older type, and it is not invidious to say
tnat his fame exceeded that of any otner member of his
profession in all the regions west of the Blue Ridge Moun-
tains. Vlany came to him from afar to be healed. As a sur-
geon, his operations down to tne close of his life fully sus-
tained his well-earned reputation. . . . Although sixty
years of age at the outbreak of the War between the States,
he instantly offered his services, was commissioned as sur-
geon, and placed in charge of the hospitals at Ldxington.
He had married Ann Eliza Moss, of Fairfax County,
his first cousin, their mothers being daughters of Col. Joseph
Holmes, an officer in the Continental Line and county
lieutenant of Frederick County during the Revolutionary
War. Of this marriage was born, on the 11th of October,
1835, Hunter Holmes McGuire, who was called after his
great uncle, Maj. Andrew Hunter Holmes, an officer of the
United States army, who fell at the battle of Mackinaw.
Hunter McGuire received his academic education at the
Winchester Academy, where he might have seen his father’s
name graven on the desks, and where a succession of Scotch
and Irish schoolmastets had done so much to give strength
and form to the characters of several generations of *men.
He was a grave, earnest, manly boy, taking little part in the
games and sports of his school fellows, but always held by
tnem in deepest respect and affection for 'his frank, amiable
disposition, his unswerving devotion to truth, and his un-
flinching courage. He was not a brilliant student and gave
no other promise of his future distinction than was implied
in his striking traits of character. His father, in association
with other physicians, had founded a medical college at Win-
chester, which, for many years before the war, was largely
attended by students. Here Hunrer McGuire received his
early medical training, which was developed further at the
medical schools in Philadelphia. From 1856 to 1858 he held
the Chair of Anatomy in the college at Winchester, but in
the latter year he removed to Philadelphia to conduct a
“Quiz Class,” in conjunction with Drs. Pancoast and Luckett.
In this congenial work he was engaged when the John Brown
raid, that doleful harbinger of the war, occurred. This
gave occasion for the outspoken declarations of Intense and
bitter feeling which had long smoldered and from which
the medical students enjoyed no exceptional immunity.
When the body of the executed felon was borne through
Philadelphia, the dwellers in that city of brotherly love gave
free and full expression to the sentiments which prevailed
in their bosoms.
Now did the powers which lay dormant in the soul of this
young physician play their first and most dramatic part on
the public stage. His acquaintance among those with whom
he lived and worked was of necessity limited. Himself com-
paratively unknown, without the graces of person, the seduc-
tiveness of manner, or powers of speech which so often win
the attention and control the conduct of the masses of man-
kind, we find him, in the midst of winter, leaving Philadelphia
at the head of three hundred medical students, who, forfeiting
all they had staked of present investment and of hope of
future advantage from those schools, followed their leader
with unfaltering tread into unknown and apparently hopeless
fields. What now, we may inquire, was the secret of that
marvelous power in the exercise of which a youth of twenty-
four years of age was enabled to induce three hundred men,
many of whom were doubtless older and far more experienced
than himself, to forsake the present means of earning a liveli-
hood and cast their fortunes with him. . . . Is it not true
that these three hundred students followed that young and
earnest teacher because they recognized in him a born leader
of men and attested by their implicit confidence his genius
for command? This was on his part no stroke of policy,
no low preferment of his own selfish interests, no vulgar greed
for popularity. He exacted no conditions from his followers
and imposed on them no terms of future allegiance; but,
having conducted them to Richmond and seen them estab-
lished in suitable schools, he withdrew in self-effacement to
earn his living in another field.
The alarm of war recalled him from his new-found home
in New Orleans to his birthplace in Virginia. At the first
call to arms he stood not on any claim which his conspicuous
conduct might afford, but took his place in the ranks of the
first volunteer company that marched out from Winchester,
ready to perform the duties of the humblest station. Very
soon, however, the obvious need for his professional skill
called him to the medical staff of the army, and here the dis-
cerning eye of Jackson fell upon him and singled him for the
high place of Medical Director of his army. To Dr. Mc-
Guire’s sense of just proportion this distinction appeared
to be unfair to others of his profession, who, older and more
experienced than himself, had from like motives entered the
service. He pointed this out to General Jackson and asked
to be relieved; but his only solace was the stern reply: “Sir,
I appointed you.” And from that day on, till the “dolorous
stroke” at Chancellorsville, there was no official report of
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battle by General Jackson that did not contain express ac-
knowledgment of the efficient service of Surgeon McGuire.
Throughout their iong and interesting association the
relation between these two men was not that alone of com-
mander and chief surgeon, but in camp, in bivouac, and in
battle. Dr. McGuire was always the trusted friend and close
companion of his reticent chief. With what delightful satis-
faction do we recall those charming recitals that our friend
did make in social intercourses and on more formal occasions
of his conversations with General Jackson — of the vehement
and impetuous outbursts of intense emotion that at times,
though rarely, escaping from that strange man, opened to
view the workings of his mighty soul as a chasm in r^itna’s
rugged side lays bare the awful fires within. But what infinite
tenderness and love was there displayed as in his last visit
and interview with the dying Gregg and his impassioned grief
— indeed, his rage — at the supposed neglect of that young
soldier, who had been committed to his care, when the wound-
ed boy lay dying on the field. We recall, too, the earnest
and emphatic declaration he made to Dr. McGuire when,
yielding to the advice of those he had called into council,
he had abandoned Winchester to the uncontested occupation
of General Banks, “I will never hold another council of war”;
and to this resolution he steadfastly adhered.
How modestly and how reverently our friend would recall
those memories of deepest interest to all. How free from
vulgar boasting and self-exploitation were all his references
to that association which was his reasonable pride and his
unfailing comfort. Well might he say: “The noblest heritage
1 shall hand down to my children is the fact that Stonewall
Jackson condescended to hold me and treat me as his friend.”
And what more priceless heritage can any man transmit
to his posterity than that he was held in trustful friendship
by one whom the whole world lauds?
His brethren of both opposing armies unite in according
to Hunter McGuire the entire credit of the inauguration of
many reforms in the interest of economy and humanity.
One, his comrade on Jackson’s staff, who had opportunity
for knowing whereof he spoke, has said of him:
“With his personal skill as an army surgeon and ability
to advise and direct in the treatment and the operations of
others. Dr. McGuire rapidly developed remarkable adminis-
trative ability. There was an extensive and immediate work
of organization devolved upon him — -appointments, instruc-
tions, supplies to be secured, medical and hospital trains to
be arranged, hospitals to be established. All this work
of immense importance was to be done in the midst of active
campaigns, with the army in motion, and often in battle.
And in this Dr. McGuire displayed such qualities of compre-
hension, of promptness, of energy, of command, and of winning
confidence and support on every side that the rising genius of
the Confederacy found himself supported in the Medical De-
partment in such a way as gave him entire satisfaction.”
And those who were sometime his enemies in war, at his
death come forward with cordial words of commendation
and praise. From Boston comes the plaudit: “He humanized
war by originating the custom of releasing all medical officers
immediately on their capture.” From New York came the
recognition: “To Surgeon McGuire belongs the credit of
organizing the Reserve Corps hospitals of the Confederate
army and perfecting the Ambulance Corps.” Accident
alone, it may be, has preserved the record of these excellent
works. What other reforms were inaugurated by him and
on what other objects his vast and fertile administrative
powers were exercised are known only to those who witnessed
them and whose knowledge lies buried with them.
The operations of the Confederate army, in all its varied
departments of service — -in the ordnance, the commissary,
the quartermaster, as in the medical departments — stimu-
lated the faculties of invention and contrivance in directions
and to an extent of which the world has but little knowledge
and for which those deserving of lasting honor and of rich
reward have died impoverished and unknown. Not only
from the crudest and most ill-adapted material were devices,
effective and adequate, constructed, but the principles of
science received new applications and the resources of art
a marvelous development.
The world was shut out from personal knowledge of the
interior workings of the Confederate government and of its
domestic secrets, and the only medium of knowledge as to
such matters has been one that cannot be approved for its
manifest fitness to transmit rays of truth.
After the untimely death of his loved commander and
comrade. Dr. McGuire served as Medical Director of the
Second Corps, under its succeeding commanders, to the close
of the war. It is enough to say that from each of them there
came the same admiring and approving expressions of his
official conduct as had never failed to appear in the official
reports of General Jackson, and that from his brethren of
the medical staff he continued to receive the same generous
support and the same frank expressions of trust and confi-
dence that had marked their earlier relations. No petty
jealousies disturbed the harmony of that relation, but to the
close of his military career Dr. McGuire retained the warm
friendship and the fullest confidence of each and all of his
associates. And do we not all know, did we not learn it
forty years ago, that the truest and most infallible touchstone
of any man’s real worth and merit is the esteem in which
he was held by his comrades in the army? Long-continued
privation, suffering, danger, these bring out in clearest lines
the real disposition and features of a man’s character.
Of these displays of professional skill from the binding of
General Jackson’s earliest wound at first Manassas to the
last sad offices to his dying chief at Chancellorsville and on
down to the parting scenes at Appomattox, the achievements
of this great master of his art must be recounted by more
apt and fitter tongues than mine. It is now well known
that the demands upon his skill as surgeon and physician did
not exhaust or even employ the full measure of his large
capacity. In other and more extended fields he displayed a
genius for compact organization, a contemplation and grasp
of broader needs of humanity, and a clear perception and an
effective employment of the adequate means for their com-
plete relief. From his own experience, and from that of his
fellow surgeons, he made broad and intelligent inductions,
which, in later years, were expressed in his chapter on the
“Treatment of Gunshot Wounds,” which found place in the
standard works of his profession and obtained ready accept-
ance by the masters of surgical art the wide world over.
At the close of the war Dr. McGuire settled in the city of
Richmond to make that his future home and was elected to
fill the Chair of Surgery in the Medical College of Virginia,
then recently made vacant by the death of Dr. Charles Bell
Gibson, and he held this chair until 1878.
In 1883, he founded the St. Luke’s Home for the Sick,
with its attendant training school for nurses. The increasing
demands upon this institution soon required an enlargement
of space and facilities; it was removed in 1899 to a new build-
ing erected for the purpose in the western part of the city,
which remains another monument to his wise sagacity' and
pious zeal.
Impressed with the need for a larger and more thorough
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culture to keep pace with the vast strides which modern
explorations were making in surgery and medicine, he,
associated with others, founded in 1893 the University College
of Medicine, which was opened in October of that year and
at once, by its surprising success, confirmed the wisdom
of its creation. In connection with this new college there was
established the Virginia Hospital. Of each of these fine in-
stitutions Dr. McGuire was the president, and in the college
was also the Clinical Professor of Surgery.
He was one of the founders of the Medical Society of
Virginia in 1870, and for several years was the chairman of
its Executive Committee and in 1880 became its president.
Honorary degrees and preferments have in this age lost
much of their original significance, but never were these more
worthily bestowed than upon this most deserving person.
In 1887 the degree of Doctor of Laws was conferred upon
him by the University of North Carolina, and in 1888 by
the Jefferson College, of Philadelphia.
In 1869 he became president of the Richmond Academy
of Medicine, and in 1875 president of the Association of
Medical Officers of the Army and Navy of the Confederate
States.
In 1889 he was made president of the Southern Surgical
and Gynecological Association.
In 1876 he was vice president of the International Medical
Congress.
In 1893 the vice president, and 1896 the president of the
American Medical Association.
He was a member and officer in many other scientific
associations throughout this country, and his attainments
and usefulness received significant marks of recognition and
appreciation from scientists and scientific associations of
foreign lands.
Dr. McGuire was in no sense a politician or a blind partisan
or factionist. He was an earnest lover of the truth in every re-
lation of life, and in no cause was his courage so conspicuous-
ly displayed or his sustained zeal more intelligently directed
than in his untiring efforts to rescue his own land and people
from the machinations of those who were seeking to make
lies their refuge and under solemn falsehoods to hide them-
selves. . . . To no man in the land is the credit for this
work of wholesome expurgation in the South more due than
to Hunter McGuire.
The engrossing demands of his professional life on its
many sides, as practitioner, operator, instructor, founder,
and writer had prevented more than a superficial and passing
thought by Dr. McGuire of the alarming extent and growth
of this mischievous evil. It has been stated that while Dr.
McGuire was spending a vacation at Bar Harbor a few years
ago in company with that gallant soldier and gentleman,
Capt. John Cussons, their talk was of the efforts of North-
ern writers and their friends to pervert the world’s judgment
and secure a world verdict in their favor, and yet more, of
the threatening danger that success would attend their
efforts to secure a verdict from Southern children against
their fathers through the instrumentality of blinded Southern
teachers — subjects upon which Captain Cussons had already
written some trenchant articles. Dr. McGuire then for the
first time studied “Barnes’s History,’’ the most notorious
instrument then being used for our injury and the profit
of Northern publishers. Some desultory effort had been made
in Virginia during preceding years for the removal of this
book. These gentlemen resolved that on their return to
Virginia such a movement should be inaugurated and pressed
with their own energy and that of the men they could gather
for the work as would not stop nor stay until the truth should
be taught in our’public schools^and books and men opposed
to it be removed.
Such a movement was inaugurated and a committee ap-
pointed, consisting of Professors Dabney, of the University
of Virginia; White, of Washington and Lee; Abbott, of
Bellevue; J. P. McGuire, of Richmond, and Vawter, of the
Miller School, to take the matter in hand. The Grand Camp
of Confederate Veterans of Virginia appointed a committee
for the same purpose, of which committee Hunter McGuire
was the chairman. On October 1, 1899, he submitted the
report of the committee, prepared by himself. In that report
is expressed his deepest convictions of the evil to be encoun-
tered, of the sources of that evil, and of the remedies to be
employed for its eradication. In this report, he says:
“No longer concerning ourselves with the sentimental
unionists and the honest abolitionists — whose work seems
to be over — we still struggle against the two parties we have
described. These exist in their successors to-day, their suc-
cessors who strive to control the opinions of our people and
those who seek to make gain by their association with us.
Cooperating with these, and representing motives common to
them all, is the new form of another party, which has existed
since sectionalism had its birth, the party which has always
labored to convince the world that the North was altogether
right and righteous and the South wholly and wickedly
wrong in the sectional strife. This party is to-day the most
distinctly defined and the most dangerous to us. Its chief
representatives are the historians against whose work we
are especially engaged. We are enlisted against an invasion
organized and vigorously prosecuted by all of these people.
They are actuated by all the motives we have described,
but they have two well-defined (and, as to us, malignant)
purposes. One of them is to convince all men, and especially
our Southern children, that we were, as Dr. Curry expresses
their view, ‘a brave, rash people, deluded by bad men, who
attempted in an illegal and wicked manner to overthrow
the Union.’ The other purpose, and for this especially they
are laboring, is to have it believed that the Southern soldier,
however brave, was actuated by no higher motive than the
desire to retain the money value of his slave property. They
rightly believed that the world, once convinced of this, will
hold us degraded, rather than worthy of honor, and that our
children, instead of reverencing their fathers, will be secretly,
if not openly, ashamed of them.’’
The report then reviews certain publications of one of the
most learned and forceful writers of the North, and points
o'ut with clearness and conclusiveness the errors of statement
as to facts in our history which are beyond dispute and which
can be accounted for only by the blindness of sectional
prejudice which disfigures the ortherwise admirable work
of that learned writer.
Dr. McGuire’s life and services afford many and strong
claims to the profound regard and affection of the people
of the South. They offer none, however, stronger than this,
that by his intelligent and persistent efforts the fountains
of knowledge from which our children are supplied have been
cleansed and purified, the stream has been restored to its
proper channels, and its living waters will henceforward
bear to the children of the South the truth that may make
them free.
But his words and his works are not of themselves the
man; indeed, they but dimly and most inadequately disclose
the vast powers, the infinite variety, and the ineffable charm
of his mind and character.
He was primarily a veracious man, not in his written and
spoken words alone, but in every instinct of his nature, in
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every impulse of his^lofty soul, in every act of his whole life,
as in all the varied expressions of his countenance the truth
was the distinguishing feature. Deceit and guile had no
place in his heart, but candor in thought and sentiment
and frankness in his declarations was his typical characteris-
tic. Simplicity in the operations of his mind, in the exer-
cise of his soul, and in the conduct of his life was one of the
sources of his unfailing success.
Courage of that pure and exalted type which is unconscious
of self, and of that quality which grows in strength as the
danger which confronts it thickens and continues; that courage
which has its sanction in purity of heart, in unselfishness of
aim, and elevation of purpose. His soul was never daunted
by the suddenness or the extremity of peril, and his eye never
quailed before the face of mortal man. It is in this feature
of his character that we may find the power which sustained
him in the projection and in the ultimate achievement of
those important movements which, throughout his life,
he inaugurated for the advancement of his profession and
for the alleviation of the wants and sufferings of humanity.
In his intellectual life the qualities of which we have spoken
played a conspicuous part. Singleness of aim, simplicity of
methods, and unswerving devotion to his object will account
for much. His mind was never clouded by misty specula-
tions, but in all its operations it was guided by a knowledge
which he believed to be accurate and sufficiently full for the
object sought. His perceptions were clear and vigorous,
never distorted by passion or perverted by prejudice. His
impressions were always thoroughly digested, and his reflec-
tions were free and candid. His conclusions were often
reached with a rapidity that appeared to be instinctive.
They were honestly formed and not lightly surrendered.
It was these qualities and habits of mind that in large
measure imparted to his social conversation and his more
formal narrations that lucidity of style, that graphic delinea-
tion of character or incident which so charmed his listeners.
But intellect alone never wins the love of men, it makes no
appeal to the affections. History holds no record of any man
crowned as a hero by virtue of his intellect alone. Intellect
never swayed senates or led confiding legions to victory.
Those faculties of the soul which constitute character are
the potential factors in life. It is the character of man that
commands our confidence and controls our affections. It
is that which most essentially distinguishes one man from
another and fixes for each man his place and power in life.
A man’s impulsive words and acts, the unpremeditated and
instinctive expressions of his aspirations and desires, these
disclose the real man.
It was by these that Hunter McGuire was made more
clearly known, and it is by these that his image is most deeply
graven on the fleshly tablets of human hearts. His claims
to greatness rest upon the fact that in all the manifestations
of his personal character he was great. The scope of his
moral vision was broad. He was magnanimous; no petty
piques or prejudices or resentments disturbed the serenity
of his soul. He harbored no revenge nor bore malice to any.
His charity was broad; the weak, the helpless, the poor,
and the friendless were the objects of his tender care, on whom,
without stint, he expended of his time and substance. No
open record may exist on earth of that vast multitude whose
racking bodies found relief or their anxious hearts found
solace in the retirement of St. Luke’s; but it will not be for-
gotten by those grateful hearts that these ministrations were
without other reward than the gratitude they excited and the
consciousness that he was doing the will of his Master.
The Confederate soldier and the Confederate cause, as
he interpreted it, stood nearer than any other to his heart*
No appeal to him in their behalf was ever made in vain.
To his fellow men he was generous, sympathetic, and
ever ready to aid by his counsel and his cooperation and
his means.
He loved the South, her people, and her interests, and gave
thought and labor to their advancement. He loved with a
love that knew no bounds Virginia and her people, his breth-
ren of her soil. These were the objects of his deep solicitude,
and upon them the final labors of his life were spent.
And when all the labors of his life were ended, when from
the pains and trials of those closing days he would find relief,
he crossed over the waters of death’s unfeared river to rejoin
his great commander, under the shade of the trees —
“And gave his body to this pleasant country’s earth, and
his pure soul unto his Captain, Christ, under whose colors
he had fought so long.’’
Dr. McGuire was married in 1866 to Miss Mary Stuart,
daughter of Alexander H. H. Stuart, of Staunton, Va., and
three sons and three daughters were born into the home and
in their lives have added to the prestige of the grand old
commonwealth. The eldest son. Dr. Stuart McGuire, has
carried on his father’s work in Richmond with the same
devotion and interest that characterized his father in its
establishment.
GOD ONLY KNOWS WHICH ONE WAS RIGHT.
A newspaper article referring to the wounding and death
of Gen. William R. Terrill, of the Union army, mentions
that he was one of two sons of an old Virginia farmer, the
other having espoused the Southern cause, and, it is stated
that both rose to the rank of general, and both were killed in
Virginia. The stricken father had both buried in one grave
on the old farm and erected over them a stone bearing this
inscription: “God only knows which one was right.’’ Per-
haps some of the Veteran’s readers know something of this.
The following lines are said to have been written by a
Kentucky poet:
“Well I recall their last dispute.
The towering tone, the blazing eye;
The haughty gesture made to suit
Each brisk assertion and reply;
Their favorite steeds I see them vault.
And vanish from mine aged sight
To measure might in war’s assault —
God only knows which one was right!
Then crept an age of dragging days.
With vague, conflicting rumors rife,
Until along our dust-hung ways
The tidings came that chilled my life.
Among the brave, heroic slain.
Where heavy fell the heavy fight:
My boys lay — wet with crimson rain —
God only knows which one was right 1
Ere long I brought them home to sleep
On the old farm — -beneath mine eye;
Where stranger eyes their vigils keep,
I could not bear that they should lie.
No more the bugle to the fray
My boys shall rouse, at dead of night.
A deep peace holds my Blue and Gray —
God only knows which one was right!”
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When your last
Day is past,
From afar
Some bright star
O’er your grave
Watch will keep,
While you sleep
With the brave.
Maj. T. O. Chestney.
Maj. T. O. Chestney, prominent citizen of Macon, Ga.,
died in that city on November 2, at the age of eighty-seven
years. Hale and hearty despite his long and strenuous life.
Major Chestney was looking forward to celebrating his eighty-
eighty year on November 21, but he succumbed to a serious
illness shortly before that time.
Major Chestney was in the thick of battle throughout the
war period of the sixties being wounded several times and
winning rapid promotion to the rank of major through his
valor on the field. After the war he returned to Macon and
took up business activities, becoming associated with the old
Central Georgia Bank, after a wide experience in various
lines of business and industry in Washington, D. C., and in
Macon, and with the Macon and Western Railway Company.
In later years he was active in organizing Macon’s public
library system, of which he was a life director and one-time
president. He was a senior warden of Christ Church in
Macon, with which he was affiliated through life.
At the outbreak of the War between the States, Major
Chestney, as a second lieutenant, saw service with General
Lee at Richmond, Va., and with General Johnston at Harper’s
Ferry, also with Col. George S. Steuart, of Maryland. He
was in charge of the armory stores at Harper’s Ferry until
that post was evacuated, then was commander of a brigade
under General Elzey. He received his first wound when
leading a squadron of cavalry in the first battle of Manassas.
He was in Jackson’s Valley campaign, and was again wounded
in the battle of Gaines’s Mill. Rejoining the army some two
months later, in September of 1862, he took part in the battle
of Fredericksburg, and for his valor in this engagement he
was made a major and given letters of compliment for bravery.
He was made chief of staff to General Elzey, later reporting
to Gen. Robert Ransom. His promotion to lieutenant colonel
had been forwarded to Mr. Davis, in the closing days of the
war, but the evacuation of Richmond and the close of the
war prevented action on this.
Major Chestney was married to Miss Kate Piercy Murphy,
in Washington, D. C., and to this union were born three
sons and three daughters, who survive with their mother.
He also leaves seven grandchildren and one great-grandchild,
and one sister, of Washington, D. C.
Samuel P. Mendez.
After a week’s illness, Samuel Proctor Mendez, a resident
of Dallas, Tex., since 1879, died at his home in that city on
February 23, at the age of eighty-three years. He is sur-
vived by his wife, a son, and three daughters; also by four
grandchildren and five great-grandchildren.
Captain Mendez was a native of Kingston, Jamaica, where
he was born October 3, 1843. His father was Jose Mendez, a
Jamaican planter and a surgeon in the service of the British
army; his mother was Julia Fuertado, said to have been a
lineal descendant of Ferdinand and Isabella, of Spain. He
was a boy in a Baltimore school at the time war came on in
the sixties, when he espoused the cause of the Confederacy,
enlisting as a youthful private in General Lee’s Army of
Northern Virginia, and was at the battle of Seven Pines. He
was a member of Mahone’s famous brigade and was at Chan-
cellorsville and Gettysburg, where he was wounded and cap-
tured. After four months in the prison on David’s Island,
New York, he was paroled, and during the remainder of the
conflict he served in a hospital and first aid corps.
He was engaged in business at Columbus, Ga., after the
war, when he met Miss Mary Eliza Goolsby, of a prominent
French family, and they were married in Alabama in 1870.
Five years later the young couple sought their fortune in the
newly developing State of Texas and finally located in Dallas,
where he was representative for one of the great Georgia cot-
ton mills for a number of years, then established his own
business in the handling of cotton mill products, in which he
was actively engaged for more than a quarter of a century.
Captain Mendez had always been active in the work of the
Confederate associations of Texas and helped to organize
Camp Sterling Price, U. C. V., of Dallas. As general chair-
man of arrangements for Texas, he handled some fifteen or
twenty special trains from Texas to the reunion in New Or-
leans, La., in 1890, which was attended by more Texas vet-
erans than have ever gathered at one reunion.
Captain Mendez was remarkable for his wide range of
reading and was counted one of the best-informed men of his
community on certain lines. His was the old-time courteous
manner, which was his birthright, and which never deserted
him, despite his seventy-odd years of residence away from
his native land.
Thomas W. Carter.
Thomas Walden Carter, one of “ Mosby’s Men,” died at
the home of his daughter, Mrs. Tom Henderson, at Franklin,
Tenn., on January 7, 1926, and was buried at Warrenton, Va.
Comrade Carter was born at the Carter homestead, “Bel-
mont,” in Fauquier County, Va., on March 3, 1847. He
served as a private in Company D, 43rd Battalion, Virginia
Cavalry, Mosby’s Command, A. N. V.
He served as postmaster at Orange, Va., for a number of
years, and for the last twelve years of his life he lived with
his daughter at Franklin.
He is survived by four children — Manley W. Carter, of
Orange, Va.; Roy W. Carter, of Washington, D. C.; Mrs.
Tom Henderson, of Franklin, Tenn.; and Mrs. Eston Johnson,
of Thompson Station, Tenn.
He was a true and loyal member of J. W. Starnes Camp,
No. 134 U. C. V., and a regular attendant at the meetings.
He took great interest in McGavock Confederate Cemetery,
spending many hours there planting shrubbery, pulling weeds,
and cleaning up the grounds. He was dearly loved by all
comrades and will be greatly missed by them. Peace to
his ashes!
[W. W. Courtney, Adjutant.]
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William P. Ellis.
On Thursday morning, the 18th of February, 1926, the
soul of William Parham Ellis rejoined the legions of the gray.
Wearing his Confederate
uniform and Cross of
Honor and wrapped in
the folds of the Confed-
erate flag, he was laid
to rest in Hollywood
Cemetery directly in front
of the beautiful monument
erected last year “in
memory of Confederate
soldiers who have died or
who may die on the Pacific
Coast.” By theirpresence
and beautiful flowers,
representatives of the
seven U. D. C. Chapters
of Los Angeles, showed
their love and reverence
for this splendid repre-
sentative of the “Old
South.” Captain Ellis
came from a family dis-
tinguished in Virginia
since 1609, his father. Col. Albert G. Ellis, going from Vir-
ginia to Alabama in 1823. His mother was Mary Llewellyn
Hewlett, from Mississippi. He was born in Panola, Miss.,
September 13, 1839, and was educated at St. Thomas Hall and
Oxford, Miss. He moved to Alabama, and when the South was
threatened with coercion, he volunteered with the Florence
Guards in the 7th Regiment, Alabama Infantry on April 1, 1862.
He served with Roddy’s Company of Scouts, afterwards the
4th Alabama Cavalry, first under Col. P. D. Roddy then
under Col. W. A. Johnson, when Colonel Roddy was promoted
to brigadier general. He was paroled May 18, 1865, at Wheeler
Station, Ala.
Quoting from the Florence, Ala., papers: “Captain Ellis
passed away at the age of eighty-seven years. He was a
gallant Confederate soldier and served with distinction under
Colonel Johnson, General Bragg, and General Roddy. Hand-
some in appearance, well-educated, brave and courteous, he
was much loved by a large circle of friends. After the war.
Captain Ellis married Miss Ella Brock, who was one of the
beautiful belles of this section, of distinguished appearance
and magnetic personality. Captain Ellis modeled his life on
the ancient Welsh motto, handed down by his ancestors:
“Gweithred y addengys.” Surviving are his wife, a son,
Capt. Albert Brock Ellis, and two daughters, Mrs. C. P.
Hatcher and Mrs. J. C. Richardson, and a granddaughter,
all residing in Hollywood, Calif.
James Lewis Patterson.
James Lewis Patterson, a pioneer farmer of Gallatin Coun-
ty, Montana, passed away at his ranch home, three miles
south of Bozeman, on March 10, 1926. He was born in
Hamilton County, Tenn., March 24, 1843, the son of Lewis
and Mary Patterson. He served with Company D, 1st
Regiment of Tennessee Cavalry, throughout the War between
the States except for some months when he was a prisoner at
Rock Island, 111. After the close of the war, he engaged in
the mercantile business in Chattanooga, Tenn., for a few
years, and went to Montana in 1872, locating on the ranch
which had been his home.
He was married on January 29, 1868, to Eleanor Wads-
worth, of Rome, Ga., and they were the parents of six chil-
dren, one son and five daughters. Their oldest child, the
son, passed a»vay in 1888. Mrs. Patterson died in 1910.
Joel Yancy Rodes.
Joel Yancy Rodes, one of the few Confetlerate veterans of
the Charleston, W. Va., section, answered to the last roll
call on February 15, at the home of his son at Rock Lick.
He was born in Greenbrier County, Va. (now West Virginia j,
on August 15, 1832. While he was a boy, his parents re-
moved to Fayette County, which had since been his home.
He had reached the great age of ninety-three years and six
months; and his mother lived to be one hundred and six
years old.
Comrade Rodes lived to see his country pass through many
wars. He was fourteen years old during the war with Mexico;
then came the War between the States, and he was one of
the first to volunteer in the Confederate ranks, serving
throughout the conflict in the famous regiment that was
raised and commanded by Capt. W. D. Thurmond, of
Fayette County, Va.
In April, 1856, he was married to Miss Mary Jane Withrow,
and nine sons and a daughter were born of this union; his
wife and three sons preceded him to the grave. He united
with the Gatewood Baptist Church in 1889 and had been a
consistent member to the end.
Maj. Bartlett Bolling.
On February 8, two days after his eighty-first birthday,
Maj. Bartlett Bolling answered to the sudden summons of
the last roll call while visiting at the home of a friend at Cis-
mont, near Charlottesville, Va. Soon after his marriage in
1881, his home had been the eastern part of this county, and
he had become prominent in the life of the community. And
thus it was that his last days were spent near the beloved old
home, and in the old churchyard, of which he was a trustee,
he was laid away in that last long sleep. Impressive were the
services at the grave, held in the midst of a snow storm, and
a white mantle covered the earth with its pall of beauty as
the requiem for the dead was read.
Bartlett Bolling was born February 6, 1845, at Center
Hill, Petersburg, Va., the son of Col. Bartlett B. Bolling and
Sarah Melville Minge. He was sixth in descent from Robert
Bolling, of the Bollings of Bolling Hall, Bradford, Yorkshire,
England, who settled in Virginia in 1660. His grandfather,
Robert Bolling, was an officer of the American Revolution.
At the age of eighteen, Bartlett Bolling enlisted under
Col. John S. Mosby, being one of six brothers then in the
Confederate army. He was wounded and captured, then im-
prisoned at Camp Chase, Johnson’s Island, and Fort Dela-
ware. When released, he again served with Mosby to Gen-
eral Lee’s surrender, and had started South to join Johnston’s
army when he learned of his surrender in North Carolina.
To the end of his life. Major Bolling was interested in the
Confederate veteran association, promoting its welfare and
helping those in need. He had served as Commander of the
John Bowie Strange Camp, U. C. V., and was always active
in preserving the memories of the trying days of the Con-
federacy.
In 1881, after his marriage to Miss Meta Lomax Stuart, of
Alexand.'ia, Va., Major Bolling settled at Castalia in Albe-
marle County, and lived there for a number of years. Sub-
sequently he removed to Charlottesville, and in late years
had spent part of his time in Lynchburg, Roanoke, and
Washington, D. C. He was one of a family of nine, of whom
only two now survive. Most of his life had been spent on
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his farms, but his late years were largely given to manage-
ment of his real estate holdings, and he was also vice president
and director of the Old Jefferson National Bank of Charlottes-
ville. He is survived by four sons and two daughters.
Julian A. Johnson.
Julian A. Johnson was born December 5, 1841, near Staun-
ton, Va., on the same homestead where his father was born
one hundred and fifty years ago, which bore a colonial grant
from the king of England and was in the family to the end of
the War between the States. He died February 10, 1926, at
Parma, Idaho.
Comrade Johnson was an officer in Company E, of the
famous Black Horse Cavalry of Virginia, which was among the
first troops to reach Harper’s Ferry. He also served on the
staffs of Gen. J. E. B. Stuart, Stonewall Jackson, and
Fitzhugh Lee, and was with the first two at the time they were
mortally wounded.
Although he had active service throughout the entire period
of the war, and saw his company with an enlistment of over
two hundred and fifty men dwindle to less than twenty-five
in active' service at the end and had three horses hilled under
him, he came through without a wound.
Like every true soldier, some of his warmest personal friends
in after years were among the men he fought against, and their
passing was of real sorrow to him; and as year after year their
ranks grow thinner and thinner, their respect for one another
turned to true brotherly love.
He left his native State shortly after the close of the war
and, with his wife, who was Lucy Ella Kennerly, to whom he
was married February 22, 1866, he went into the new West.
He pioneered in several Western States, later going to Col-
orado, in 1880, and then. to Idaho nearly twenty years ago.
In his active years he played a leading part in the develop-
ment of his community, especially Church and religious work.
He is survived by his wife, one daughter, and three sons.
Maj. Charles Henry Gilliland, U. C. V.
Maj. C. H. Gilliland, son of Hugh and Betsy Ann Gilliland,
was born in Gharribers County, Ala., March 25, 1845. He
enlisted for service in the War between the States at Mont-
gomery, Ala., in May, 1863, in Company C, 61st Alabama,
Battle’s Brigade. He entered service at Tuskegee, and was
sent from there back to Montgomery; later on to Chickasaw
River, Miss., from there to Mobile, then to Pollard, and back
to Montgomery. During this time he had typhoid fever and
smallpox, and in the Christmas holidays of the same year, he
requested that he be sent to his regiment at Richmond, Va.,
and was sent under protest from his hospital physician. He
finally reached his command in the Shenandoah Valley, and
learned that his brother was killed that same day. He saw
service in several battles under Early’s command, being
wounded twice, and was standing by when General Rodes was
killed. He was captured April 2, 1865, at Petersburg, Va., and
taken to Point Lookout, where he was Confined until the close
of the war, when he was sent to Mobile and from there home.
After reacning home, he, being the eldest boy, undertook to
support his widowed mother and family. He never had the
opportunity of a common school education. He lived on the
farm until he was forty years old, when he moved to Good-
water, Ala., and entered the mercantile business. Later, he
organized the People’s Trust and Savings Bank, of which he
was president until his death, December 22, 1925.
In 1920 he was appointed captain on the staff of Gen.
John Wilson, U. C. V., and later served as major.
He is survived by his wife and two sons. He was an in-
fluential man in his home town and community and will be
greatly missed.
William Alexander Hammond.
On December 21, 1925, as devoted a Confederate veteran
as ever lived answered his last roll call. Even in death, he
still looked the soldier.
William Alexander Ham-
mond, the son of Benjamin
F. and Mary Miles Ham-
mond, was born March 3,
1839, in Anderson County,
S. C., where he grew up.
He was educated at the
Williamston Academy,
Williamston, S. C.
He enlisted in the service
of the Confederacy at Co-
lumbia, S. C., on April 13,
1861, in Company B, Regi-
ment 4, of South Carolina
Infantry. On April 16,
1862, he was transferred to
william ALEXANDER HAMMOND. Company B, of the 37th
Virginia Cavalry, under
command of Lieut. Col. A. C. Dunn, where he served through-
out the remainder of the war.
Upon his entry into the army in 1861, his oldest sister,
Ann Elizabeth, presented him with a Bible as his guide.
Upon the flyleaf of this Bible, which is now a cherished pos-
session of his family, is written in his own hand; “This Bible,
I, W. A. Hammond, carried in my pocket from April, 1861,
through the First Battle of Manassas, Williamsburg, Seven
Pines, Gaines’s Mill, Frazier’s Farm, and Malvern Hill.”
The lieutenant of his cavalry company said of his service:
“He was never absent from his company except when he was
on detached duty as courier for Gen. Bradley T. Johnson
through the Maryland and Pennsylvania campaign of 1864.
He was at one time cut off in the enemy’s line, and, after
having been given up as lost, he made his way through the
enemy’s line and rejoined his command near Winchester,
Va. While on duty he was disabled by his horse falling
on him. His foot and leg were crushed, and he was left at a
farmhouse in the mountains of Virginia on January 22, 1865.
His command marched on into the mountains of South Caro-
lina. He was not able for duty again until after the surrender
of Gen. Robert E. Lee, when his command was discharged in
Greenville, S. C.” Although still disabled, he was honorably
discharged after General Lee’s surrender and was paroled
May 21, 1865.
During the Reconstruction period he was made captain of
an organization of Home Guards in South Carolina, which
title he bore to the time of his death. Since 187'7, he had lived
continuously on his farm near Williston, Fla.
He was married to Miss Emma Isabella Williams and is
survived by his wife, a son, and a daughter.
He had always been a loyal veteran of the Confederacy
and attended every State and general reunion that he could,
the last being the thirty-fifth annual Florida reunion at Gaines-
ville the month before his death. He was for several years
Adjutant of Camp George T. Ward, No. 1090 U. C. V., at
Williston, Fla.
All who knew his kindly heart would unhesitatingly admit
him as of the tribe of Abou Ben Adhem; and in the “Angel’s
Book of Gold, with the names of those whom love of God has
blest, his name must (like Abou’s) lead all the rest.”
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COMRADES^OF A^TeXAS CaMP.
S. L. Fite was born in 1840, in Holly Springs, Miss., and
died on the 14th day of July, 1925, at his home near Carthage,
Tex. He came to Texas when a small boy, and in 1861, he
joined the second company that left the county for the Con-
federate army. He was a member of Company F, 10th
Texas, Ector’s Brigade, and there was not a better soldier
in the army, ever ready whenever called to duty, on guard,
or in battle.
Moses Taylor was a member of Harris Randall Camp,
U. C. V. No. 163, Carthage, Tex., and was born the 14th
day of November, 1839. He joined the Georgia Sharpshooters,
Watkins’ Brigade, C. S. A., and was paroled at Griffin, Ga.,
in May, 1865. He died on the 4th day of January, 1926 —
a member of the Baptist Church, a good man and citizen.
Landum Morgan, Company E, North Carolina Militia,
served in South Carolina and was in several battles. He was
born in North Carolina on the 14th of September, 1848.
He was a member of Harris Randall Camp, U. C. V., in good
standing, at Carthage, Tex., and departed this life on the
1st day of January, 1926.
[J. P. Forsyth and 0. P. Carswell, Committee.]
Charner S. Morris.
Comrade Charner S. Morris, of Dalhart, Tex., passed
away at Wichita Falls, August 19, 1925, while en route to his
old home at Breckenridge, “ C. S.” Morris, as his friends called
him, was born in DeKalb County, Ga., October 27, 1847.
Of true Southern ancestry, his heart throbbed with patriotic
fire and fervor in response to his country’s call, and at the
tender age of sixteen he enlisted in the Southern cause, be-
coming a member of Bell’s Battalion, known as the Bowden
(Georgia) Volunteers, in July, 1863. After one year’s service
in this battalion, he was transferred to the 41st Georgia
Regiment, and was in active service from the time of his en-
listment until he received his discharge at LaGrange, Ga.,
April 9, 1865. He returned to his home in Georgia, but the
call of the West was upon him, and he migrated to Texas in
1868. When the veterans of the sixties began the organiza-
tion of the United Confederate Veterans, he became a charter
member of the Albert Sidney Johnston Camp, of Breckenridge,
Tex., one of the first Camps organized in the State. Later on
he transferred his membership to the R. E. Lee Camp of Fort
Worth. His last request was to be laid to rest in his gray uni-
form, which he so much loved. The Confederate battle flag
draped his casket, and was later placed upon his grave at
Breckenridge. Two daughters and a son survive him, also
a brother and two sisters, of Fort Worth.
Comrades of Mississippi.
The following losses occurred in Camp R. G. Prewett,
No. 439 U. C. V., of Ackerman, Miss., during 1924—25:
J. J. Carter, Company I, 15th Mississippi Regiment, died
April 2, 1924. He was a valiant soldier for his country and a
true and tried soldier of the cross after the war. A leader in
the Baptist Church.
J. W. Catledge died October 13, 1924.
R. H. Bell died April 15, 1925.
J. B. Johnson died April, 1925.
Elihu Love, Company I, 15th Mississippi Regiment, was a
gailant soldier for his country and a life-long member of the
Presbyterian Church. He died September 2, 1925, aged about
ninety-four years, loved and respected by all who knew him.
[J. A. Holmes, Adjutant.!
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Isaac B. Wheeler.
Comrade Isaac B. Wheeler died in the Confederate Home in
Richmond, Va., February 26, 1926, in his eighty-second year.
When about seventeen, he volunteered in the Hampton Grays-
and served faithfully through the whole war. The Hampton
Grays, with other companies of the Virginia Peninsula,
formed the 32nd Virginia Regiment of Infantry. The regi-
ment served the first year with Gen. I. Bankhead Magruder
on the Peninsula, fought at Williamsburg and Malvern Hill
and under Semmes at Sharpsburg, Md.; was then put in
Corse’s Brigade, Pickett’s Division, and fought in all the
division battles up to the close of the war, except Gettysburg,
when held in Virginia to protect General Lee’s communications.
Comrade Wheeler was captured at Five Forks, or Sailors’
Creek, and remained in prison at Point Lookout for some
months after the war. He taught school in York County,
Va., for a while, then followed his trade as a carpenter and
contractor. He was born in York County, but spent much
of his life in Hampton. He had been in the Home only a very
short time, under treatment in the hospital. He was a
member of the local Carpenters’ and Farmers’ Union, No.
837; Wyoming Tribe, No. 49, Improved Order of Red Men;
and R. E. Lee Camp, No. 485, U. C. V., and was a steward
and trustee in the Central Methodist Church. He was a brave
soldier and man of strict integrity, and a lovable companion.
[Joseph R. Haw.]
Thomas Jefferson Bishop.
Thomas J. Bishop died at his home near Jones Spring,
Berkley County, W. Va., on October 6, 1925, at the ripe age
of eighty years. He was
born in the same county on
January 24, 1845, and spent
his entire life there with the
exception of a year or two in
the West when a young man,
and about two years in the
Confederate army.
Thomas Bishop enlisted in
the Confederate army in the
summer of 1863, then a
boy of eighteen, becoming
a member of Company C,
of the 7th Virginia Cavalry,
Ashby’s “Laurel Brigade,’’
and served throughout the
memorable campaign of
1864 in the Wilderness; was
with Early on his Washing-
ton expedition in July, and was severely wounded at the
battle of Cedar Creek. With his brother and another
comrade, he was captured on January 29, 1865, while doing
picket duty in the Valley, and was sent to Fort McHenry at
Baltimore, where he had a strenuous time until exchanged
about March 1.
Ever loyal to the cause for which he fought, he loved the
Confederate Veteran, and as long as he was able to read,
it was the first to be read among the many publications which
came to his home. He loved the cause of Christ and had en-
listed his life in his service more than thirty years ago.
Comrade Bishop was twice married, his first wife being
Miss Texanna Barney, and to them were born two sons and
three daughters, who survive with the second wife, who was
Mrs. Mollie H. Wilson. A maiden sister is also left, who
lives at the old homestead, and who is now eighty-eight years
of age, one of those loyal, patriotic women of the South.
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Virginia Comrades.
Capt. James H. Ballard died at the Confederate Home in
Richmond, Va., on February 23 and was buried in Maple-
wood Cemetery at Charlottesville.
Captain Ballard was a native of Albemarle County, having
been born about eighty-eight years ago at Ballard’s Mill,
now known as Millington.
He entered the Confederate service as a private and won
the rank of captain. He was a member of Company K,
4th Virginia Cavalry.
In recent years Captain Ballard was a frequent visitor to
Charlottesville. He is survived by one daughter, of Nelson
County, Va., and several sons, who reside in distant States.
J. H. Herron, Confederate veteran, who died at his home
near Proffit, Va., after a brief illness, was in the eighty-eighth
year of his age.
He was a native of Albemarle County, where he spent
practically his entire life. He volunteered in the service of
Company E, — Virginia Regiment, and served throughout
the four years of war in the sixties.
Comrade Herron was twice married and’ is survived by his
wife and by one daughter. He also leaves one brother, A. C.
Herron, of Richmond.
John N. James, who died January 29, in Waynesboro,
Va., was laid to rest in the family burying ground in Sugar
Hollow, near Crozet. Six grandsons were the pallbearers.
Many beautiful flowers expressed the love and esteem of
relatives and friends, and Confederate flags, sent by Albe-
marle Chapter, U. D. C., of Charlottesville and the Kate
Noland Garnett Chapter, of Crozet, were placed upon his bier.
Comrade James was eighty-six years old. He was a member
of the 5th South Carolina Regiment of Infantry, and par-
ticipated in most of the leading battles of the war; was once
wounded, and was captured just three days before the sur-
render at Appomattox. He was a gentleman of unusual re-
finement and intelligence. He married Miss Frances A.
Via, who died in 1916, and he is survived by six sons and
four daughters.
Cornelius Cook, well-known resident of Shenandoah Coun-
ty, Va., died at the home of his son, James Cook, near
Columbia Furnace, on March 6, 1926, aged eighty-four years.
He was born in Shenandoah County, February 12, 1842,
and in December 1865, he was married to Miss Alverda
Clower, member of a well-known Shenandoah County family,
who preceded him to the spirit world. Surviving are one
daughter and seven sons, fifty grandchildren, and forty
great-grandchildren.
During a long and useful life Mr. Cook attracted to him
many friends by whom he was loved and held in high esteem.
He was a gallant member of the Confederate army, having
served in Company K, 47th Virginia Cavalry.
Alexander Perry Seview, prominent citizen of Shenandoah
County, Va., died on March 8, at the home of his daughter,
Mrs. W. S. Coffman, in Washington, D. C. after failing
health for a year. He was a descendant of an old French
family, who were among the early settlers of the Shenandoah
Valley. While some member of the family changed their
names to Sibert, he retained the original name of the family
which received grants of land from Lord Fairfax.
Mr. Seview was born October 31, 1846. He was married to
Miss Rebecca Frances Hisey, who died in 1919. He was a
well-known Confederate veteran, having served in Company
F, 12th Virginia Cavalry, Rosser’s Brigade. For many years
he had been an official member of the Wesley Chapel Meth-
odist Church, and for eighteen years was superintendent of
the Sunday school.
In earlier life he taught vocal music, having classes in
various points in the Valley, and in later years devoted his
attention to farming.
Surviving are two daughters and one aged brother.
Willis Green Swann, highly esteemed citizen of Shenandoah
County, Va., died at his home in Edinburg on March 11.
He was born at Columbia Furnace nearly eighty years ago,
and in 1869 was married to Miss Virginia Isabel Miley, of
near Woodstock. He was a gallant Confederate cavalryman,
having served in Company G, 23rd Virginia Cavalry, Im-
boden’s Brigade, under two noted Virginians, Capt. H. H.
Riddleberger, afterwards U. S. Senator from Virginia, and
Col. Charles T. O’Ferrall, afterwards governor of Virginia.
For many years he had been an active member of the Chris-
tian Church. Surviving with his wife are three sons, one
daughter, and thirteen grandchildren; also one brother.
W. C. Croft.
W. C. Croft, one of the oldest and best-loved citizens of
Fulton, Ky., died on July 20, 1925, after many months of
illness, aged eighty-three years. He was born on March 6,
1842. He is survived by his wife, one son, five grandsons,
and three great-grandchildren. He was a member of the
Primitive Baptist Church, holding membership in Old Bethel
Church for many years. He had served as justice of the peace
in Weakley County and was also twice elected trustee of the
same county, which office he filled in a very satisfactory
manner. He served as director of the Confederate Home in
Pewee Valley, Ky., until his death, and had been vice presi-
dent of the City National Bank since it was organized. For
more than forty years he served in some official capacity,
and it was recognized that his word was as good as his bond
under any and all circumstances.
As in time of peace, Mr. Croft was equally distinguished in
time of war. He enlisted in the Confederate army at the age
of nineteen, in Weakley County, Tenn., and was assigned to
the 31st Tennessee Regiment. His first active engagement
was at Belmont, Mo., and later on his regiment took part in
the battles of Shiloh, Murfreesboro, Chickamauga, Chatta-
nooga, Missionary Ridge, and Lookout Mountain. For
months that regiment was in almost constant contact with
the Federal forces. In 1864 he was given a furlough, and
later found it impossible to rejoin his regiment. He then
rode to Memphis and enlisted in Forrest’s command, and
with it had part in the fighting at Franklin and Nashville,
Tenn. Comrade Croft had a vivid memory, and many in-
teresting stories have been heard from his lips concerning
those stirring days when North and South were at grips with
each other.
“ He left his impress upon his community, and his work will
live after him.”
Joseph L. Johnson.
Joseph L. Johnson, born in Johnston County, N. C.,
November 3, 1845, died at his home in Mebane, N. C., on
January 19, after some years of impaired health. At the age
of sixteen, he volunteered in the Confederate service and
became a member of the 24th North Carolina Volunteers.
His company was the ‘‘Clayton Yellow Jackets.” He was
taken prisoner (not known where), and was in prison at El-
mira, N. Y., for eight months.
[Comrade Johnson’s daughter. Miss Mattie E. Johnson,
of Mebane, N. C., would appreciate hearing from any old
comrades of her father or anyone who can give information
as to the records of those who were imprisoned at Elmira.]
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Lieut. Hopkins Hardin.
Another one of the “Immortal Six Hundred” has been
taken from this earthly life in the passing of Lieut. Hopkins
Hardin, at the Confederate Home of Missouri on February
13. His home was in Independence, Mo., but it was his
habit to spend the winters with his old comrades at Higgins-
ville, and it was there that he answered to the last roll call.
Lieutenant Hardin was born near Scottsville, Va., and
enlisted in the Confederate army in April, 1861, being as-
signed to the 19th Virginia Regiment, of Pickett’s Division,
and later was made lieutenant of Company C. He took part
in many battles, of which were First Manassas, Williams-
burg, Fredericktown, and Gettysburg, where he was
desperately wounded and lay on the battle field two days and
nights. He was then taken in charge by the enemy and spent
the remainder of the war as a prisoner at Fort McHenry,
Point Lookout, Fort Delaware, Fort Pulaski, and Morris
Island. At the last place he was one of the six hundred
prisoners exposed to the fire of the Confederate guns. He
was released at Fort Delaware in June, 1865. Among his
most cherished possessions was a little notebook which had
arrested a Federal bullet and saved his life.
After the war. Comrade Hardin removed his family to
Missouri; his wife died in 1918, and he ig survived by two
sons and five daughters; also a brother and sister, the latter
of Charlottesville, Va. He was eighty-six years of age, and
had been in failing health for some months.
Alabama Comrades.
The following members of Camp Mace Kinney, No. 1660
U. C. V., of Samson, Ala., have died within the last year.
The average age was over eighty-three years, the youngest
being seventy-nine years and eldest over ninety-four years:
D, J. McRee, Company B, 57 Alabama Infantry.
Richard Mills, Company K, 25th Alabama Infantry.
Allen McCall, Company K, 37th Alabama Infantry.
James M. Martin, Company E, 42nd Alabama Infantry.
George Osteen, Company F, 37th Alabama Infantry.
James M. Salter, Company I, 33rd Alabama Infantry.
Joshua Bowen, Company I, 46th Alabama Infantry.
M. L. D. Cruse, Company E, 54th Alabama Infantry.
W. R. Buffalo, Company B, 39th Alabama Infantry.
F. M. Cain, Company A, 33rd Alabama Infantry.
G. B. Phillips, Company H, 53rd Alabama Cavalry.
W. W. Rye, Company C, 8th Alabama Cavalry.
H. H. Mercer, Company D, 6th Florida Infantry.
[J. J. Jones, Captain Commander. Attest: Y. W. Baker, Ad-
jutant.]
Vincent G. Moore.
Vincent Garrett Moore, born in Kearneysville, W. Va.,
April 15, 1843, died in New York City on December 11,
1925, in his eighty-third year.
In April, 1861, he joined the Bates Grays, which became
Company C, of the 2nd Virginia Regiment, and served with
the famous Stonewall Brigade, participating in the first
battle of Manassas and in Jackson’s Valley campaign up to
June, 1862. He then joined Company A, 12th Virginia
Cavalry, and was under Gen. Jeb Stuart, Wade Hampton
commanding, until the surrender of April, 1865, this including
all the cavalry service during that time in Virginia, Maryland,
and Pennsylvania. During the time he was also a courier for
Gen. A. P. Hill, and in the fall of 1864, as a scout in the Valley
of Virginia; was captured in December and taken to Point
Lookout, Md., from which prison he was released in June, 1865.
Comrade Moore was married twice, his first wife being
Miss Mary F. Hampshire; his second wife, who was Miss
Margaret West, survives him.
' Frank McKimmy.
Frank McKimmy, one of the oldest and most highly es-
teemed citizens of the county, died at his home near Lucketts,
Md., in his eighty-sixth year.
He was a retired farmer and had spent all of his long and
useful life in this county.
Comrade McKimmy served throughout the War between
the States with great distinction and bravery and was a
member of the rapidly dwindling band now composing Clinton
Hatcher Camp of Confederate Veterans.
He is survived by five sons. “Side by side we fought
through the whole war in Company K, 6th Virginia Cavalry,”
writes his old friend, D. C. Brady, of Adamstown, Md.
MRS. THOMAS BAXTER GRESHAM—IN ME-
MORIA M.
In the death of Mrs. Thomas Baxter Gresham, which oc-
curred February 21, 1926, Baltimore Chapter No. 8 and the
Maryland Division, U. D. C., have sustained a great be-
reavement.
She was the daughter of Thomas Donaldson Johnston, of
Baltimore, and lived her entire life in this city. Miss Johns-
ton married a brave and gallant soldier of General Lee’s army,
who survives her. One of her brothers, who was on General
Ewell’s staff, suffered the loss of a leg at the battle of Sharps-
burg; her two other brothers were active Southern sym-
pathizers and were under constant surveillance by Federal
authorities for giving all possible aid to the Confederacy; her
home was a center from which radiated help. Reared in this
atmosphere of deep love for our “cause,” she became an
ardent and unreconstructed Confederate.
During her girlhood Miss Johnston was acquainted with
many Southern generals and received from them letters,
photographs, and autographs, also a number of gifts. A large
portion of these mementos she presented to the Maryland
Historical Society, where they are greatly treasured and oc-
cupy a valued space.
Mrs. Gresham was the last surviving charter member of
the United Daughters of the Confederacy in the State. The
Baltimore Chapter of this Society was organized in the par-
lors of her home, and she was a member of the governing
board from its inception and for many years its Recording
Secretary. It was owing to her efforts that the design for the
Confederate rr.onument, by F. Welling,.on Ruckstull, was
submitted to the Daughters in Maryland. She helped to
secure the erection of the woman’s monument and contributed
generously to the Stone Mountain fund.
In the passing of this valued officer, whose loss we deeply
deplore, one has gone from us whose convictions ever re-
mained unchanged. The flower of Confederate loyalty and
devotion took root and blossomed in the soil of her soul,
grew and spread its fragrance over her entire life. We mourn
her demise, but, having “crossed over the river,” we are glad
in the assurance that she now enjoys perfect peace and rest
eternal in the presence of Almighty God.
[Mrs. Preston Power, Editor, Maryland Division, U. D. C.l
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mniteb S)auc)bters of tbe Confederacy
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Mrs. St. John Alison Lawton, President General
Charleston, S. C.
Mrs. W. E. R. Byrne, Charleston, W. Va First Vice President General
Mrs. W. C. N. Merchant, Chatham, Va Second Vice President General
Miss Katie Daffan, Ennis. Tex ThirdVice President General
Mrs. Alexander J. Smith, New Vork City Recordins^ Secretary General
41 1 West One Hundred and Fourteenth Street
Mrs. Fred C. Kolman, New Orleans, La. . . . Corresponding Secretary General
2233 Brainard Street
Mrs. R. H. Ramsey, Little Rock, Ark Treasurer General
Mrs. John L. Woodbury, Louisville, Ky Historian General
7 4 Weissinger-Gaulbert
Mrs. W. J. Woodliff, Muskogee, Okla ..Registrar General
1C22 West Broadway
Mrs. R. P. Holt, Rocky Mount, N. C Custodian of Crosses
Mrs. Jackson Brandt, Baltimore, Md Custodian of Flags and Pennants
All communications for this Department should be sent direct to Mrs. A. C. Ford, Official Editor, Clifton Forge, Va.
FROM THE PRESIDENT GENERAL.
To the United Daughters of the Confederacy: The President
General was informed by official notification of the American
National Red Cross of the dedication of the completed Red
Cross Memorial Building, to take place Saturday, February
20, in Washington, D. C.
Since the beginning of this building, the organization of the
U. D. C. has felt great interest in its completion because of
its beautiful significance, in that it is a memorial to the women
of the North and of the South. In it the U. D. C. placed a
handsome window to the memory of the Southern women,
and have united with the women of the North in placing the
memorial window in the center to the memory of the Ameri-
can Red Cross.
During the term of Mrs. Schuyler, these windows were
dedicated with brilliant ceremony.
It behooved the U. D. C. to be represented at the time of
its’f’completion. Therefore, the President General went in
person as the official representative. The dedication of the
two handsome flagstaffs and the white marble balustrade
in front of the Red Cross Memorial Building marked the
official completion of this structure, started thirteen years
ago.
Government officials, representatives of the Woman’s Re-
lief Corps and of the United Daughters of the Confederacy,
Confederate veterans, officers of the army, navy, and
Marine Corps and of the Red Cross were present at the cere-
monies.
This Memorial commemorates the heroism of the Women
of the North and South during the War between the States.
Judge John Barton Payne, Chairman of the American Red
Cross Memorial Building, in an address, said that the me-
morial idea was conceived in a conversation between Capt.
James A. Scrymser and Gen. Francis C. Barlow, in 1896.
The Scrymser family made the first contribution, $100,000,
in 1913. This was with the thought that the Memorial
would be only to the Women of the North. When it was found
that it would be.a memorial to both the women of the North
and of the South, the Scrymser family contributed an ad-
ditional hundred thousand.
On Saturday, the 20th, the Hon. John Leonard Merrill, of
New York, representing the family, presented the flag-
staffs and balustrades, which were received by Judge Payne.
The Misses Grant, great-granddaughters of Gen. U. S.
Grant, held the lanyards upon which the flags were pulled
to position. As the United States Marine Band played ‘‘The
Star-Spangled Banner,” the U. S. flag was drawn to the top
of one staff and the Red Cross Flag to the top of the other.
‘‘His Banner over us was Love.”
As the Gray and the Blue united in the khaki-clad Im-
mortals who won undying fame on Flanders Field, so the
women of the North and the women of the South united un-
der the Banner of the Red Cross in showing forth love of
mankind in times of bitterness and hatred and in healing the
wounds of a grief-stricken world.
It was a great pleasure to be so hospitably received in the
building by Dr. Green and Judge John Barton Payne and
other representatives of the Red Cross and to have a part
as the representative of the United Daughters of the Con-
federacy in this beautiful memorial.
Arlington Memorial Bridge.
The project for the construction of a Memorial Bridge
across the Potomac River from Washington to the Arlington
Cemetery has been considered from time to time for more than
seventy-five years, apparently being first suggested by Presi-
dent Andrew Jackson. The bridge, as now authorized by
Congress, will be completed in ten years, but will be ready
for traffic in five years. It will probably cost twenty million
dollars. When completed, it will make the greatest single
memorial project undertaken by any nation in recent times.
It will span the river from the Lincoln Memorial to the Lee
Mansion, ‘‘binding together the North and the South in one
indivisible Union, knowing no sectional lines.”
The President General was fortunate in having a conference
with Maj. U. S. Grant, grandson of the General, and en-
gineer in charge of the Memorial Bridge. The dignity and
courtesy and kind consideration of Major Grant in giving
such information as was possible concerning the memorial
approach to Arlington were greatly appreciated by the
President General, realizing it was a courtesy extended the
great organization she represented and realizing also the sig-
nificance of a conference between the representative of the
descendants of the men who followed Lee and the descendant
of Gen. U. S. Grant.
The Arlington Amphitheater.
The Memorial Amphitheater is situated on an eminence in
Arlington overlooking Washington. It is built of white
marble in the form of an ellipse, the front formed by a tem-
ple. Directly in front is the tomb of the Unknown Soldier
whose body was brought from France and buried with impres-
sive ceremonies on November 11, 1921. In this temple is the
bronze insignia of the United Daughters of the Confederacy
and the Cross of Service, marked with a circle, and placed
originally upon the grave of the Unknown Soldier. On the
outer walls of the temple are the names of great military
men of this country, which include the names of Washington
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and Andrew Jackson. The U. D. C. have committees on
Arlington Approach and on Arlington Amphitheater, which
will report what progress has been made when the organiza-
tion meets in Richmond in November.
On February 22, the President General was the recipient
of courtesies on the part of Miss Chenowith, of the D. A. R.,
and of the President General, D. A. R., Mrs. Anthony Wayne
Cook, from whom an invitation was extended to be present
at the observance of the day in Memorial Continental Hall,
and to occupy a seat in one of the boxes reserved for guests;
Mrs. Cook also kindly offered to send her automobile. The
exercises were most inspiring, and it was pleasant to meet
again the President General of the D. A. R. and her friends.
After this, your President General made the trip to Mount
Vernon and, through the influence of Maj. and Mrs. Wal-
lace Streater and Mrs. R. E. Lee, by whom she was accom-
panied, the gates to the tomb of Washington were opened and
she was allowed to enter and place upon the grave a wreath
of laurel leaves tied with red, white, and red ribbon, in the
name of the United Daughters of the Confederacy.
Mrs. Lee’s automobile was constantly at the service of the
President General. Every thoughtful kindness was done for
her pleasure. The Daughters of the District gave a tea at
which were present representatives of all Chapters of the
District. There were also visits by delegations of Confederate
veterans, a theater party, luncheons, and trips to points of
interest.
The President General extends to those friends in Washing-
ton her most grateful appreciation.
What It Means to Federate.
Attention has been very forcibly called to the fact that the
matter of federating is concerning the various Chapters and
is a question which seems to be very confusing.
Last year, two members of the Board were requested to
define “federate” simply for the use of the Board itself.
For the benefit of all interested, the definition is here given:
“Your committee to define ‘federate,’ as it applies to this
organization, submits the following: ‘federate’ means to
join in an association in which the constituent parts each sur-
renders at least some of their freedom of action.”
When asked concerning this matter of federating as it
applies to the U. D. C. acting on other boards, etc., the
President General has given the following answer: “For any
officer of the organization of the United Daughters of the
Confederacy, of Chapters, Divisions, or members of the Ex-
ecutive Board to accept positions on other governing boards
and to be subservient to other officers and other by-laws,
which may be in conflict with those of the U. D. C., is in the
nature of federating, which is positively prohibited by the
by-laws of the United Daughters of the Confederacy.”
It is interesting to note that Mrs. McSherry, President
General in 1910, had this question propounded her and an-
swered as follows: “Your President General construes fed-
eration to mean ‘united by agreement and compact, transact-
ing business together as one body.’ ”
During the term of Mrs. Livingston Rowe Schuyler the
question agitated her Daughters to such an extent that she
saw fit to deal with it in her annual report in Birmingham,
Ala. As her definition is very clear, it is given to you in this
letter, as the Daughters should grasp this matter and have
a full and clear understanding of the difference between
“federating” and “cooperating.” Mrs. Schuyler states:
“The by-laws of the United Daughters of the Confederacy
state (Article III, Section 7) that Divisions and Chapters of
the United Daughters of the Confederacy are prohibited from
federating with other organizations. Notwithstanding this
prohibition, there still seems to be some confusion in the
minds of many members as to what federation really means,
for Chapters of this organization have joined with other
clubs in communities and formed a central body, with a
constitution and by-laws, to which they pay a tax and send
representatives. This is federation and not cooperation,
although the central group be entirely local; for any delegated
body is a federation.”
In Memoriam.
In the sudden death of Mrs. Andrew L. Dowdell, of Mont-
gomery, Ala., a former Secretary General, U. D. C., and a co-
worker of highest ability and forcefulness, the Daughters
have suffered an irreparable loss. A committee has been re-
quested to properly and suitably memorialize this splendid
woman, whose passing leaves her associates saddened and
sorrowful. To her husband and brothers and to her sister,
Mrs. B. B. Ross, sincerest expressions of sympathy are ex-
tended.
To Mrs. B. A. Blenner, of Richmond, Va., who has labored
so unceasingly for the good of the U. D. C., the love and tender
solicitude of each Daughter of the Confederacy is offered in
these dark hours of sorrow over the passing of her only sister,
who, during the beautiful Christmas season, was called to
her heavenly home. Ruth Jennings Lawton.
U. D. C. NOTES.
Arkansas Division. — The Arkansas Confederate Home was
a scene of interesting activity on Sunday afternoon, February
14, when the four U. D. C. Chapters of Little Rock joined the
veterans to entertain the heroes in gray. Two battle flags
which had been carried through the war by Colonel Pindall’s
sharpshooters were presented by the son of the Confederate
colonel, ex-Governor Pindall, to Camp Robert C. Newton,
U. C. V.
These flags are now displayed in the Mus,eum of the
Arkansas History Commission at Little Rock.
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Boston Chapter. — The annual luncheon of the Boston Chap-
ter was held in Hotel Somerset, January 19. His excellency,
Thomas G. McLeod, governor of South Carolina, and Rev,
Barrett P. Tyler, rector of All Saints’ Church, Brookline,
were the principal speakers. Interesting messages were given
also by Gen. Morris Schaff, author of a life of Jefferson Davis,
and Maj. Gen. Preston Brown, U. S. A., commander of the
First Corps Area.
Mrs. James C. Peabody, vice president of the Daughters of
Colonial Wars; Mrs. Edward Crosby, president of War of
1812; Mrs. Francis B. Sayre, daughter of President Wilson;
Mrs. Gerald Richmond, president of the Rhode Island
Chapter, and Mrs. R. H. Chesley, founder of the Boston
Chapter, brought greetings.
Miss Jennie G. Moseley, regent of the Jennie Glover Chap-
ter, Daughters of the Union, was a guest.
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California Division. — ^Much interest centered around the
Southern luncheon recently given by the Chapters of Southern
California at the Biltmore. A most interesting feature was
the table presided over by Mrs. Thomas Jefferson Douglas,
where a number of the old alumni association, the Kappa
Alphas, were present. This farnous old fraternity had its
inception at William and Mary College, Va., in 1791, and
was reorganized in its present from under the personal spon-
sorship of Gen. Robert E. Lee, at Lexington, Va.
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The William G. McAdoo Chapter, of which Mrs. E. P.
Werner is President, was hostess for this occasion, and Mrs.
Chester A. Garfield, Division President, was guest of honor.
William G. McAdoo was the speaker of the day.
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Illinois Division. — The Illinois Division is looking forward
to a most successful year under its new President, Mrs. D. J.
Carter. Mrs. Carter has served the U. D. C. for many years,
both in South Carolina, her native State, and in Illinois,
having held various offices of trust in the Division and in
Chicago Chapter, of which she is a Past President.
Mrs. Carter inaugurated her r%ime with a luncheon at the
Auditorium Hotel, to which was invited both the outgoing
and incoming boards. The prevailing spirit was the harmony,
love, and devotion to the U. D. C. During the luncheon,
Mrs. John A. Lee, founder and Honorary President of the
Division, acted as toast mistress and called for toasts to their
native States from each one present. Almost every State
that served the Confederacy was represented — ^Alabama,
Arkansas, Florida, Georgia, Kentucky (by five daughters),
Louisiana, Mississippi, Missouri (by three). South Carolina
(two), Tennessee, and Virginia (two).
The program for observance of Gen. Lee’s birthday, was
excellent. The music was exceptionally fine, and the speaker
of the evening, Mrs. Lottie K. Brown, gave an illustrated
lecture on General Lee that held the closest attention of her
audience, and proved most illuminating to Northern friends
that were present. Many of the latter expressed deep appre-
ciation of the truths presented, which were given tactfully,
kindly, and yet forcibly.
It- is through the observance of General Lee’s birthday and
the ceremonial at Oakwoods Cemetery on Memorial Day
that Illinois Division endeavors to put across a message of
love and enlightenment to the Northern peoples among whom
they live, and from whom they almost always receive cordial
cooperation and appreciation.
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Louisiana. — The Edward Sparrow Chapter, of Lake
Providence, celebrated its Silver Anniversary on December 9,
with an elaborate program and reception. Mrs. W. M. White,
who has always been the President of this Chapter, was
honored in having her golden wedding anniversary cel-
ebrated at the same time by the Chapter, making this an un-
usually brilliant affair.
The Louisiana Division entertained at the Confederate
Home on Sunday, January 17, with Mrs. Florence C. Tomp-
kins, President of Louisiana Division, in charge of the pro-
gram. Mrs. Tompkins read a beautiful letter from Bishop
Beverly Tucker in appreciation of the reception tendered him
by the Daughters of the Confederacy at the Home during his
visit to New Orleans, in attendance at the Episcopal Con-
vention. Bishop Tucker expressed love and affection for his
comrades, and pronounced benediction on them at the close
of his letter. Mrs. E. C. Lively read a poem by Bishop Tucker,
and Mrs. Alyce Martin sang beautifully several songs.
Gen. Robert E. Lee’s birthday was fittingly celebrated at
the Memorial Hall on Tuesday, January 19, under the aus-
pices of the New Orleans Chapter No. 72, assisted by the
Stonewall Jackson and the Fitzhugh Lee Chapters. Mr. Clancy
Latham, Commander of Camp Beauregard, represented the
Sons of Veterans and Mrs. Florence Tompkins made the
address of the evening on Robert E. Lee. Several Crosses of
Honor were bestowed.
Stonewall Jackson Chapter, of New Orleans, celebrated the
birthday of Gen. Stonewall Jackson by giving a fruit and nut
party at the Confederate Home on Januray 21.
Maryland Division. — For the first time in the history of
the United Daughters of the Confederacy, Gov. Albert
C. Ritchie received the members of Baltimore Chapter, No.
8, at the State House in Annapolis, on Washington’s birthday.
Miss Bessie West, Division Recorder of Crosses, 2625 St.
Paul Street, Baltimore, Md., wishes to purchase a Confeder-
ate stamp, and will be glad to hear from anyone having one
for sale.
Mrs. Preston Power, Division Editor, has been appointed
editor of Baltimore Chapter.
Henry Kyd Douglas Chapter, of Hagerstown, celebrated
the birthdays of Generals Robert E. Lee and Stonewall Jack-
son and Commodore Matthew Fontaine Maury at their
regular meeting. Mrs. A. M. Smith, Historian of the Chapter,
had charge of the program. An interesting paper on General
Lee was read by one of the members. A card party recently
given cleared one hundred dollars. Mrs. Franklin Canby was
general chairman. Four new members were admitted to the
Chapter.
The Executive Committee of the Maryland Division met
at the home of the Third Vice President, Mrs. Paul Iglehart,
on the 21st of January, to discuss important business. The
new President, Mrs. John Winfield Harrison of Bengies, Md.,
presided.
The anniversary of the birthdays of Generals Robert E.
Lee and Stonewall Jackson were celebrated with the usual in-
terest and enthusiasm on January 19 by Baltimore Chapter,
No. 8, Mrs. William McMechen Buchanan, President, oc-
cupying the chair. The eulogy on the two greatest generals
the world has ever known were delivered by Mr. B. Howell
Griswold, Jr., and from New York came Dr. Bolling Lee,
grandson of General Lee, to attend the ceremonies. Crosses
of Honor were bestowed upon Dr. Hugh Hampton Young,
Dr. Hugh L. Brent, Miss Anna E. Edwards, and Mr. George
A. Whiting. Dr. Young, colonel in A. E. F., received both
Honor and Service Crosses. Melodies of the old South rang
through the hall as the former soldiers approached the stage,
while Miss West, Division Recorder of Crosses, pinned the
emblems over their hearts.
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Missouri Division. — Much interest is being shown by all
Chapters throughout the State in the Stone Mountain Memo-
rial. Mrs. Frame S. Leach, of Sedalia, has been chosen by
the Directors of the Association to take charge of raising
Missouri’s quota — $200,000. The Special Missouri Com-
mittee, appointed to name five distinguished Missouri Con-
federate leaders, whose figures are to be carved on Stone
Mountain, has named the following; Maj. Gen. Sterling
Price, Brig. Gen. Joseph O. Shelby, Maj. Gen. John S. Mar-
maduke. Brig. Gen. Francis Marion Cockrell, Claiborne F.
Jackson (war governor of Missouri).
The John S. Marmaduke Chapter, of Columbia, takes great
pride in the fact that their Chapter is named for so great
a Missourian as Maj. Gen. John S. Marmaduke. This
Chapter entertained the official committee of Stone Mountain
Monumental Association with a dinner on January 27, at
the Daniel Boone Tavern. Mrs. J. W. Robinson, President
of the Chapter, presided. Floyd C. Shoemaker, chairman
of the Committee, is also secretary of the Missouri Historical
Society.
Miss Grace Mary Blair, of Jefferson City, has been named
as representative for her district to assist in raising funds for
the Jefferson Memorial. The members of the Winnie Davis
Chapter, of Jefferson City, on February 10, adopted resolu-
tions indorsing Miss Blair, who is an attractive daughter of
an esteemed member of the Winnie Davis Chapter. They
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pledged her their support in securing liberal contributions,
so that Miss Blair may be included as a guest of the Globe-
Democrat on the European tour which is now being planned.
The Winnie Davis Chapter received a prize of ten dollars
for sending the most plants to the Higginsville Park. This
prize was awarded at the State meeting in St. Louis, October
23, 1925.
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Missouri. Mrs. M. C. Duggins, of Slater, is chairman of
Men and Women of the Sixties,” and is receiving hearty
cooperation from the Chapters throughout the State. Mrs.
Duggins has served faithfully and well in this capacity for
several years and her heart is in the work.
The students of Stephens College, Columbia, broadcast a
radio program in December for the Confederate Home at
Higginsville, which was greatly enjoyed. All at the Home
were remembered at Christmas with fruit and candy, and
many of the Chapters sent personal gifts to the veterans
and their wives. The Fitzhugh Lee Chapter, of Mexico,
wrapped one hundred and sixty-nine presents, a gift for each.
One of the most beloved members of the Missouri Division
is Mrs. G. K. Warner, of the M. A. E. McLure Chapter,
St. Louis, and who has just retired from serving her Chapter
faithfully as President. Mrs. Warner was one of the hostesses
at the State meeting and added so much to the pleasure of
the visitors.
The birthdays of Generals Lee and Jackson were com-
memorated in Kansas City by the five Chapters uniting and
giving their annual breakfast at the Hotel Muehleback, with
about one hundred and fifty present. The Rev. Charles R.
Nesbit gave an eloquent address on ‘‘Robert E. Lee.” Mrs.
H. B. Wright, of Independence, and Mrs. Allen L. Porter, of
Kansas City, were the only State officers present.
The Fitzhugh Lee Chapter, of Mexico, gave a luncheon at
the Hoxsey Hotel on Thursday, the 21st of January in honor
of General Jackson’s birthday. The Chapter President, Mrs.
Joe Luckie, presided as toast mistress. Dr. Highsmith, of
Hardin College, responded to the toast ‘‘Lee and Jackson,
American Gentlemen.” Mrs. R. D. Marshall, also of Hardin
College, spoke on the ‘‘Stone Mountain of the South”; Mrs.
George Kemp gave a talk on ‘‘The Mental Monuments of
the South, and Mrs. R. M. Dyer talked on ‘‘Monuments of
Service. Sixty-six guests were present, six of whom were
veterans. The program closed with the singing of ‘‘ Dixie.”
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North Carolina. Most interesting and impressive cele-
brations of Lee-Jackson Day were held by many of the
Chapters of North Carolina.
At Charlotte, formal exercises were held at Trinity Meth-
odist Church, with the venerable Confederate veteran,
Dr. Alexander Graham, presiding. Most impressively, Mrs.
Dolph Long, President of the Division, presented Crosses of
Service. Henry L. Stevens, Commander of North Carolina
Department, American Legion, was the principal speaker and
paid a glowing tribute to the Southern heroes.
At the close of the exercises, sixty veterans were royally
entertained at luncheon.
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Ohio Division.— The Albert Sidney Johnston Chapter was
entertained at the Buisness Men’s Club for their February
reunion, Mrs. Perry V. Shoe, Mrs. R. W. Lyle, and Mrs.
John Robinson acting as hostesses. After the regular busi-
ness meeting, the Chapter was entertained by Miss Mary
Moore Davis, of Kentucky, who read intimate sketches on the
life of General Johnston, whose birth month this is. A musical
program followed. Tea was served from a long table deco-
rated with pink and white carnations.
South Carolina Division. — -At a dinner recently given by
the Mary Ann Bine Chapter to the veterans of Camp Mal-
lory, each veteran was presented with a roll of his company,
bearing the U. D. C. emblem. These were a personal gift
from Mrs. Black.
The Olive M. Dantzler Chapter won the prize offered by
J. S. Wanamaker for selling the largest number of Stone
Mountain Memorial coins.
An interesting contribution to the Confederate relic room
at Columbia are three loose-leaf binders, presented by the
Edgefield Chapter, and containing two hundred original
orders issued by Gen. R. L. M. Dunovant. Among the docu-
ments are orders received by General Dunovant from General
Beauregard and Governor Pickens; also the commission,
signed by President Davis and countersigned by General
Beauregard; of General Dunovant as brigadier general of
the forces in Charleston and the islands surrounding. He
was acting in that capacity during the bombardment of
Fort Sumter.
The news of the death of Mrs. Ruffin Cox, of Richmond, Va.,
has been received in South Carolina with great sorrow. She
inherited from her father. Colonel Cabell, of Richmond, and
her mother, who was Miss Allston, of York, S. C., all that
was best of the history, tradition, and life of the old South.
Mrs. Cox served as Vice Regent of the South Carolina room
in the Confederate Museum at Richmond for eighteenlyears.
Ifiatortial ippartmpnt, 1. i. C
Motto: “Loyalty to the truth of Confederate History.”
Key Word: ‘‘Preparedness.” Flower: The Rose.
Mrs. John L. Woodbury, Historian General.
HISTORICAL STUDY FOR 1926.
General Topic: The Confederate Cabinet.
U. D. C. Program for May.
Third Secretary of State.
Judah P. Benjamin, of Louisiana from March 18, 1862,
to close.
Read selection from “ Debate in Congress on Kansas
Question,” or farewell to Senate on February 5, 1861.
C. OF C. PROGRAM.
May.
Florida, seceded January 10, 1861.
Writer: James Ryder Randall.
“The despot’s heel is on thy shore,
Maryland!
His torch is at thy temple door,
Maryland!
Avenge the patriotic gore
That flecked the streets of Baltimore
And be the battle queen of yore
Maryland! my Maryland!”
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Confcberateb Soutbecn Memorial Bssociatlon
Mrs. a. McD. Wilson President General
Wall Street, Atlanta, Ga.
Mrs. C. B. Bryan First Vice President Generat
1640 Peabody Avenue, Memphis, Tenn.
Miss Sue H. Walker Second Vice President Generat
Fayetteville, Ark,
Mrs. E. L. Merry .Treasurer General
4317 Butler Place, Oklahoma City, Okla.
Miss Daisy M. L. Hodgson.... Secretary Generat
7909 Sycamore Street, New Orleans, La.
Miss Mildred Rutherford Historian General
Athens, Ga.
Mrs. Bryan W. Collier . . Corresponding Secretary General
College Park, Ga.
Mrs. Virginia Frazer Boyle Poet Laureate General
653 South McLean Boulevard, Memphis, Tenn.
Mrs. Belle Allen Ross Auditor Genera j
Montgomery, Ala.
Rev. Giles B. Cooke Chaplain General
Mathews, Va.
STATE PRESIDENTS
Alabama— Montgomery Mrs. R. P. Dexter
Arkansas— P'ayetteville Mrs.J. Garside Welch
Washington, D. C Mrs. D. H. Fred
Florida— Pensacola Mrs. Horace L. Simpson
Georgia— Atlanta Mrs. William A. Wright
Kentucky— Bowling Green Miss Jeane D. Blackb^
Louisiana— New Orleans Mrs. James Dinkins
Mississippi— Greenwood Mrs. A. McC. Kimbrough
Missouri— St. Louis Mrs. G. K. Warner
North Carolina— Asheville Mrs. J. J. Yates
Oklahoma— Oklahoma City Mrs. James R. Armstrong
South Carolina— Charleston Miss I. B. Heyward
Tennessee— Memphis Mrs. Mary H. Miller
Texas— Dallas Mrs. S. M. Fields
Virginia— Richmond Mrs. B. A. Blenner
West Virginia — Huntington Mrs. Thomas H. Harvej
All communications for this Department shauld be sent direct to Miss Phoebe Frazer, 653 South McLean Boulevard. Memphis, Tenn.
MEMORIAL DAY AND REUNION.
My Dear Coworkers: The cycle of time swings the pendulum
around to the approaching Memorial Day, the day of most
sacred memories, and for the perpetuation of which we stand
solemnly pledged by the faith in us of our sainted mothers,
who, could they but speak the word, would say; “Carry on;
let naught distract your purpose. Ours is the foundation,
yours and future generations are the builders, and will ye
fail us now after all the years of suffering and privation through
which we passed? And we bequeathed to you this the first
patriotic organization in this land, that you should proclaim
to the world your steadfast purpose of committing to future
generations the story of our devotion and sacrifice when we
laid upon the altar of our beloved Southland our most pre-
cious treasures, and, with eyes blinded with tears, looked up
to our God saying, ‘Thy will be done,’ when at last all had
gone save honor.’’ May our hands lose their cunning and our
spirits be blasted if we forget thee, O, Southern mothers!
Bring your flowers and wreath garlands, unfurl that flag
so sacredly laid away, bring your children and grandchildren,
and let the lesson of the day teach them that there is no treason
in acclaiming the sovereign right of self-government. Let
them learn the thrill of “Dixie,” and “Massa’s in the Cold,
Cold Ground,” beneath that monument whose cap stone
points to the ethereal blue, where the heroes have “passed
over the river and rest under the shade of the trees.” Teach
them to gather history, to venerate, love, and honor the few
brave souls who remain ever the embodiment of our affection-
ate admiration and pride. Soldiers of Dixie, we Confederate
mothers salute you, and pray God’s blessing upon you!
Appointments for the Reunion.
Through the courtesy of the Commander in Chief, U. C. V.,
Gen. W. B. Freeman, the President General has been given
the privilege of appointing a Sponsor and a Maid of Honor
for the South to represent the Confederated Southern Memo-
rial Association at the reunion in Birmingham. The honor of
Sponsor has been given to Miss Phoebe Frazer, whose mother
organized the Memorial Association of Memphis, and was
active in the work until the summons to come up higher. She
was President of the local association of Memphis almost from
its beginning, and at the time of her going had been State
President of Tennessee for several years. Our Poet Laureate,
Mrs. Virginia Frazer Boyle, a sister of Miss Phoebe Frazer,
has been no less active in C. S. M. A. work. Miss Frazer has
also served the past year as editor of the C. S. M. A. depart-
ment in the Veteran, so that in every way this charming
young woman, typically representative of the culture and
charm of the old South, not only deserves, but will grace,
the appointment.
Miss Willie Fort Williams, appointed Maid of Honor for the
South to represent the C. S. M. A., is a charming representa-
tive of the young woman of the old South, typically Southern
in every respect and filled with patriotic devotion to all the
traditions of her native State. She has since early childhood
shown the deepest interest in Memorial work, and has been a
strong factor in the organization and support of the Junior
Memorial Association in her home city, Atlanta.
She is of distinguished Southern ancestry on both paternal
and maternal sides. Her grandfather, James C. Williams,
being disabled for service in the army, equipped his younger
brothers for duty and gave the use of his warehouse for
storage and distribution of supplies; was an honored member
of Camp 159 U. C. V., from its beginning. He served as
first mayor of Atlanta after the war, and was reappointed
two succeeding terms. Samuel Davies Blackburn, maternal
grandfather, was Judge Advocate, also a delegate to the
Kentucky convention, which joined that State to the
Confederacy.
Another appointment by the President General that will
be of pleasurable interest is that of Dr. Annie L. Sawyer,
Medical Adviser for the convention at Birmingham. Dr.
Sawyer is a member at large of the C. S. M. A., and a promi-
nent practitioner of Atlanta for the past twenty-five years,
where she enjoys the esteem of a wide circle of friends and
patients among the women and children of the city. On her
father’s side she has distinguished Confederate lineage.
Col. Benjamin F. Sawyer was a native of Alabama. Records
show that he organized a company for the service of the
Confederacy under authority from the Secretary of War at
Richmond, dated June 14, 1861, which he armed and equipped
at his own expense, and which was known as Company K,
24th Alabama Infantry. He was made captain, then pro-
moted to major, March 25, 1863, and to lieutenant colonel,
June 2, 1863. He fought valiantly during all these years and
was wounded at the battle of Shiloh, April, 6 1862, from
which he suffered long after the war. Although disabled, he
commanded his company until October, 1864, when he was
no longer able to do field service. Was paroled at Talladega,
Ala., May 22, 1865. Colonel Sawyer’s wife was no less
active for the Confederacy, as she superintended the large
plantation and many slaves, the product of the fields going
to feed the soldiers at the front.
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Dr. Sawyer is a pioneer among women in her profession,
having graduated from the Woman’s Medical College of
Pennsylvania. She has a charm of manner truly Southern,
and her presence inspires fullest confidence. The fact that
for the four days of the convention she will be the guardian
of the health of the increasingly large delegation will be
welcome news to many, and especially to our veteran mothers,
whom she will watch over with tenderest care.
Faithfully yours,
Mrs. a. McD. Wilson, President General.
C. S. M. A. NOTES.
The Memorial Coin.
The price of the Memorial Coin is to be advanced to two
($2) dollars in April, by order of the Executive Committee
of the Stone Mountain Confederate Memorial Association.
Let every Memorial woman push the sale to the limit, for the
time will come when these coins will be almost priceless, as
rare jewels. Buy now and do not suffer regret when it is too
late.
State President for Alabama.
Our State President for Alabama, Mrs. R. P. Dexter, has
gone whole-heartedly into plans for our C. S. M. A. convention
in Birmingham, beginning in the afternoon at 3:30, May 18.
With a strong committee, she is working and planning to
make this the very best convention yet held by the C. S. M. A.
Mrs. Dexter has scarcely known the time when she was not
identified with the Memorial work, and brings to her task,
aside from the love of it, wonderful enthusiasm and executive
ability, which, with cordial grace of manner, easily fit her
to be a leader among women.
THE INSPIRATIONAL SPIRIT OF THE REUNION.
BY MRS. BRYAN WELLS COLLIER.
In just a few more weeks the curtain of hallowed memory
will again be lifted, and, for a few fleeting days, we shall be
permitted to dream again of that great and powerful drama
of 1861-65.
I have looked through the pages of history, but nowhere
have I found such an imposing galaxy of heroic souls; nowhere
have I found so many faithful friends whose loyalty has
lasted for more than a half century; nowhere have I seen so
many care-worn and faded jackets, so many proud and noble
brows; nowhere have I read of so many gallant and unselfish
deeds as those that painted with a golden glory the history
of the Army of the Confederacy.
And soon all that is left to us of the blood royal of the gray-
clad hosts will pass before us in grand review at our Con-
federate reunion in May in the beautiful city of Birmingham,
in the State of Alabama, the State that will ever hold the
first White House of the Confederacy.
Unless you are of the South, you cannot appreciate that
chapter in our nation’s history that tells the story of Southern
knighthood and Southern chivalry; that recounts the match-
less bravery of Southern soldiery from Sumter to Appomat-
tox. Unless your heart thrills with inexpressible pride that
your father or mother or some other loved one played a part
in that mighty conipany that composed the “Indestructible
Kingdom of the South,’’ you cannot know the deep and tender
memories that over and over again are wafted from these re-
unions like the perfume of a faded flower from an old-time
rose garden.
And, as every story must have its sequel, side by side with
the tragic but heroic figure of the “hero in gray,” as he
marched into battle after battle, there marched always, close
by his side, her gentle spirit holding his golden casket of
gems, that queenly and noble soul, the Woman of the Con-
federacy.
She knew, better than any other, the principles for which
he fought; and it was that Southern woman, the last of all to
surrender, who “carried on” when defeat was lettered on our
flag and its battered folds drooping; when its ragged fol-
lowers were few in number and faint with hunger.
O, the soul of the Southern woman! It blazed on the firing
line of battle and hovered over the lonely bivouac in which
the sleeping soldier dreamed of home. It paced the sentinel
around the camp fire and hallowed and preserved every letter
at the front. It made sacred the memory of our heroic dead
and inspired the lovely custom of Memorial Day.
Yes, sixty-five years of constant and faithful love, sixty-
five years of unwearied loyalty and devotion to the cause
they loved better than life, have followed the Southern woman
to this glad and glorious day. For she has mingled the laurel
with the cypress and has gathered the sweetest flowers that
bloom in the sunshine of each new spring to honor the memory
of the gray-clad host.
Yes, she has strewn with flowers the last resting place of
our heroic dead and the hallowed pathway on which the
living heroes of that thin gray line march to their final
rendezvous.
The woman of the Confederated Southern Memorial As-
sociation has made of every Southern city and hamlet a
Mecca on each Memorial Day, to whose shrine the people of
the Southland annually bring their grateful hearts. Truly,
to no other hearts can these reunions bring so much of precious
joy as is experienced by the women of the Memorial As-
sociation.
May many of our Association members be able to attend
this year, and many, many members of our junior association
also be present, for to them, the youth of the Southland, must
soon fall the joyful task of preserving the traditions of the
South; and in none of the pages of history can they catch one-
half the inspiration that is given in one fleeting glimpse of
our war-torn battle flags, with their magnificent background
of brave men and noble women. In those flags they may
catch a vivid reflection of the days when every woman was a
queen and every man a knightly hero.
What music is there equal to “Dixie”? What sight is
there more inspiring than a group of our gray-clad veterans,
sitting together and dreaming together, while a far-off band
plays “Tenting on the Old Camp Ground?”
And then there is the picture, well worthy of any artist’s
dreams, of the great parade as it passes in review through a sea
of bared heads and a thunderous volume of reverent applause.
Should we in Birmingham, in May, have only that great
parade, it will be more than enough to make that meeting
well worth while.
“God gives us but a little space
To linger here, and then the call
To gather in that mystic place
Where he is love, and love is all.”
“All we know is that they gave
A fame to those chivalrous days.
For they were loyal and they were brave.
And we can now but speak their praise.”
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Sons of (Eonfeberate IDeterans
GENERAL OFFICERS.
Dr. W. C. Galloway, Wilmington, N. C Commander in Chief
Walter L. Hopkins, Richmond, Va Adjutant in Chief
H. T. Wilcox, Marion, S. C Inspector in Chief
Paul S. Etheridge, Atlanta, Ga Judge Advocate in Chief
Dr. Morgan S.mith, Little Rock, Ark Surgeon in Chief
Joe H. Ford, Wagoner, Okla Quartermaster in Chief
Arthur H. Jennings, Lynchburg, Va Historian in Chief
Rev. Albert S. Johnson, Charlotte, N. C Chaplain in Chief
Don Farnsworth, New York City Commissary in Chief
EXECUTIVE COUNCIL.
Dr. W. C. Galloway, Chairman Wilmington, N. C.
N. B. Forrest Atlanta, Ga.
John M. Kinard Newberry, S. C.
Lucius L. Moss Lake Charles, La.
Judge Edgar Scurry Wichita Falls, Tex.
Jesse Anthony Washington, D. C.
L. A. Morton Duncan, Okla.
DEPARTMENT COMMANDERS.
Army Northern Virginia John M. Kinard, Newberry, S. C.
Army Tennessee Lucius L. Moss, Lake Charles, La.
Army Trans-Mississippi L. A. Morton, Duncan, Okla.
DIVISION COMMANDERS.
Alabama — Fort Payne Dr. W. E. Quinn
Arkansas — Little Rock E. R. Wiles
District of Columbia and Maryland — Washington.
Fielding M. Lewis
Eastern Division — ^New York City Silas W. Fry
Florida — Tampa S. L. Lowry
Georgia — Savannah Dr. W. R. Dancy
Kentucky — Lexington W. V. McFerrin
Louisiana — Monroe J. W. McWilliams
Missouri — St. Louis W. Scott Hancock
Mississippi — Tupelo John M. Witt
North Carolina — Asheville C. M. Brown
Oklahoma — Oklahoma City J. E. Jones
South Carolina — Barnwell Harry D. Calhoun
Tennessee — Memphis J. L. Highsaw
Texas — Austin Lon A. Smith
Virginia — Charlottesville T. E- Powers
West Virginia — Huntington G. A. Sidebottom
All communication for this department should be sent direct to Arthur II. Jennings, Editor, Lynchburg, Va.
THE EDITOR AND S. C. V. GENERALLY.
Prelude to a Swan Song.
One more installment after this, and the present editor of
this S. C. V. Department retires from the job. Let us hope
it falls into better hands. I had wished to make a few per-
tinent remarks about the “Lincoln-Lee Celebration” recently
held by the “Southern Society” of Washington, at the Wil-
lard Hotel, where secession was “mildly damned,” as our
account read, and the speeches were cheered by the South-
erners present. Also I had hoped for space for a like line
of remarks about that “Lincoln-Lee” university the Meth-
odists propose to erect in the West, this suggestion being
chiefly sponsored by a minister who told a distinguished
Southern woman that “I worship Lincoln” and doubtless
wishes to let off some excess adoration in this manner. Also
I had hoped to be able to remark that it was strange none of
these hyphenations assumed the form of a “ Lincoln-Davis ”
something or other, and to venture the timid remark that
I would wager a small sum that such a proposal from our
Lincoln-worshiping Southern friends would meet with a chilly
reception by our Northern conciliators. But the boys have
come forward so generously with their reports and remarks
this month that space is forbidden, glory be! and I stand
aside for the following interesting Camp aEd Division items
and reports:
West Virginia Division Reports.
Headquarters West Virginia Division, S. C. V.
Huntington, W. Va.
General Orders Number 1.
1. I hereby announce the appointment of my official staff
and brigade commanders for the West Virginia Division,
Sons of Confederate Veterans:
Adjutant and Chief of Staff, Dr. J. B. Taylor, Huntington.
Inspector, George N. Wilson, Elkins.
Judge Advocate, T. W. Peyton, Huntington.
Chaplain, Rev. W. H. Sheffer, Huntington.
Quartermaster, T. W. Zink, Keystone.
Commissary, Robert W. Bradford, 301 Broad Street,
Charleston.
Surgeon, Dr. E. S. Buffington, Huntington.
Color Sergeant, C. H. Ricketts, Huntington.
Historian, T. O. Timberlake, 824 Bridge Avenue, Charles-
ton.
Brigade Commanders.
First Brigade, A. D. Daly, Hinton.
Second Brigade, R. S. Darden, Elkins.
Third Brigade, B. D. Gibson, Charles Town.
, By Order of G. W. Sidebottom, Commander.
Official
Dr. J. B. Taylor, Adjutant and Chief of Staff.
District of Columbia Division Reports.
Headquarters District of Columbia and Maryland
Division S. C. V., Washington, D. C.
General Orders No. 1.
1. The following staff appointments for the District of
Columbia and Maryland Division, Sons of Confederate
Veterans, are made to rank from June 7, 1925 — namely:
Adjutant and Chief of Staff, F. R. Fravel, Ballston, Va.
Judge Advocate, J. A. Chumbley, Homer Building, Wash-
ington D. C.
Quartermaster, Maj. E. W. R. Ewing, Ballston, Va.
Commissary, W. L. Wilkinson, 633 F Street, N. W.,
Washington D. C.
Historian, Maj. J. F. Johnson, 16 St. Mansions, Washing-
ton, D. C.
Surgeon, F. E. Neill, 1824 Massachusetts Avenue, N. W.
Washington, D. C.
Chaplain, A. R. Byrd, 1516 Twenty-Second Street, N. W.
Washington, D. C.
2. The foregoing officers will be obeyed and respected ac-
cordingly. '
By order of Fielding M. Lewis, Commander,
Cherrydale, Va.
Official
F. R. Fravel, Adjutant and Chief of Staff,
Ballston, Va.
Report of Organizer J. W. L. Arthur.
Charleston, S. C., February 3, 1926.
Mr. Arthur H. Jennings, Editor, Lynchburg, Va.
Dear Sir: I have noticed in your department of the Veteran
the account of different ones organizing Camps of S. C. V.,
so I am going to tell you of what I have done since the re-
union at Dallas. Comnencing June 15, I have organized
Camps at the following named places in North Carolina:
Sanford, 15 members; High Point, 27 members; Laurinburg,
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22 members; Burlington, 24 members; Brevard, 15 members;
Graham, 12 members ;Rutherford, 11 members; Reedsville, 19
members: Albemarle, 9 members; North Wilksboro, 18 mem-
bers; Ashboro, 13 members; Lenoir, 8 members; Lexington, 7
members; Taylorsville, 7 members; Thomasville, 17 members;
Louisburg, 15 members; Swannanoa, 9 members.
These are all in North Carolina. I am now doing a little
in South Carolina. I started at Spartanburg and signed up
thirty-five new men for a Camp at that place, and from there
to Greenville, where I got seventy-five to join; then to Colum-
bia, where I got fifty-five; am now in Charleston and have
enrolled several and hope to organize here the last of the week
with a large number.
Fraternally yours. J. W. Arthur.
Texas Division Reports.
Headquarters Texas Division, S. C. V.,
Austin, Tex., February 1, 1926.
General Orders No. 2.
To be read before every Camp of the Texas Division,
S. C. V.
1. I hereby announce the appointment of my official staff
to rank as of date of October 3, 1925:
Adjutant and Chief of Staff, Hon. Edward S. McCarver,
Orange, Tex.
Judge Advocate, Hon. W. P. Sebastian, Breckenridge, Tex.
Surgeon, Dr. John W. Overton, Hereford, Tex.
Quartermaster, Hon. A. W. Taber, Austin, Tex.
Inspector, Hon. Robert Lindsey, Nacogdoches, Tex.
Color Bearer, Hon. Justin Stein, Dallas, Tex.
Commissary, T. B. McCarter, Canyon, Tex.
Division Historian, Hon. J. Felton Lane, Hearne, Tex.
Chaplain, Rev. Jefferson Davis, Snyder, Tex.
By Order of Lon A. Smith, Commander.
Austin, Tex.
Official
Ed S. M.cCa.rv&r, ^Adjutant and Chief of Staff.
Orange, Tex.
A Good New York Letter.
Commander Grubbs writes an interesting letter, of which
the larger part appears below. Note that New York Camp
has the application for membership of Col. E. M. House,
unofficial “prime minister” under the Woodrow Wilson
regime, and whose published autobiography is now creating a
sensation.
New York Camp No. 985 S. C. V.,
New York City, March 5, 1926.
Mr. Arthur H. Jennings, Historian in Chief, Lynchburg, Va.
I am arranging to take quite a good crowd down to Bir-
mingham from New York, if possible. Just as soon as I
get my list of Sponsors and Maids of Honor, etc., complete
for the Birmingham meeting, I will send it to you so that you
can put it in the April issue of the Veteran.
Our New York Camp is going to give a large dinner at the
Biltmqre Hotel in New York on April 8 to Associate Justice
of the United States Supreme Court, James Clark McRey-
nolds. The boys think they will be able to have about five
hundred at the dinner. We expect to invite General Free-
man, Commander of the Veterans, and Mr Galloway, Com-
mander of the Sons, and also the Commander of the Grand
Army of the Republic
We want to get up a big advertisement for this. We ex-
pect to have the governor of New York and the mayor of
New York present at the dinner also.
I will endeavor to get our Adjutant to send you some notes
every month that I hope will be of interest to you.
We have an application for membership from Col. E. M.
House.
With all good wishes, I am fraternally,
Hartwell B. Grubbs, Commander.
GENERAL INFORMATION.
Col. John C. Stiles, of Brunswick, Ga., responds to several
inquiries in the Veteran for March, in the following:
Mr. E.A. McCluer, of Greenville, S. C., wants to know
something of “Woodson’s” Independent Company of Mis-
souri Cavalry in the raid on Cumberland, Md., and also any
other data of this organization.
In February, 1864, “Woodson’s Partisan Company” of
about eighty men was on provost guard duty with Gen. J. D.
Imboden’s Northwest Virginia Brigade.
In May of the same year, the Confederate States Congress
gave this organization thanks for its prompt renewal of
fidelity to the Confederacy and its vow to serve the cause for
forty more years unless independence without curtailment of
territory should be sooner secured.
In January, 1865, Gen. Jubal Early complained of this,
among other independents, including Mosby’s command, as
being injurious rather than helpful to the cause, as the few
dashes they made did not compensate for the disorganization
and dissatisfaction produced among the regular troops.
McNeil made a raid on Cumberland, Md., in February, 1865,
and certainly “brought home the bacon” by capturing two
live Yankee generals (Crook and Kelly). The records show
that thirty men were in this foray, but specifies the leader
only.
Mrs. C. B. Hughes, of Anniston, Ala., wants the name of
the colonel of the 12th Mississippi Cavalry Battalion (later
10th Regiment), and also that of the captain of Company
F, of the same organization. The colonel was William M.
Inge, but so far as I can find, the captain’s name does not
appear in the records.
Mrs. James M. Trimble, of Knoxville, Tenn., wants in-
formation as to the 1st Cherokee (Indian) Cavalry of the
Confederate States Army, and I find that there was an or-
ganization called the 1st Cherokee Cavalry Battalion, seem-
ingly organized in 1862 and commanded by a Maj. James M.
Bryan. This battalion fought at Newtonia, Mo., in Septem-
ber, 1862, and at Fort Gibson, Ind. T.,in May, 1863, and was
still carried on the army rolls as late as April, 1865.
Old Forts in Lousiana.— John N. Thomas, M.D., of
Pineville, La., writes of two old Confederate forts on State
property in that community, which were erected in 1864r-65
after the withdrawal of Porter’s fleet rom Alexandria, of
which he says: “These old forts I am having made into a
Confederate memorial by placing marble markers with
bronze inserts giving the names of troop commanders, units,
and construction engineers. The forts were constructed by
a Capt. Christopher Randolph, assisted by Captain Buloh,
or Bulow, or was it the French Bulot? We want the correct
spelling of the name for the bronze tablet. If the 13th Louisi-
ana Infantry was of General Gray’s infantry brigade, the
name is doubtless Bulot, from a French family of Placque-
mines Parish. Will appreciate hearing from anyone who
knows.”
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WANTED. — Representative in each community with missionary zeal to acquaint
people of the splendid record by the South in literature
An attractive proposition is made for bringing this splendid university movement
to the attention of our cultured people. Clubs and club members are cooperating,
sometimes using proceeds to further club work. Contains remarkable study courses
in Southern literature, history, etc., for club, school, and individual use. Inval-
uable for the information of the youth in our traditions and ideals. See back cover
page of Veteran. Write to-day for particulars.
“WOMEN OF THE SOUTH IN WAR TIMES."
“With a long pull and a strong pull
Gayly we’ll make her go.”
I wonder if we can apply this to our work this year? In
many respects the outlook is discouraging, but when we real-
ize that we are working with twenty-two Divisions rather
than thirty-eight, and that more than one-half of the divi-
sions have “gone over the top,” many of them have not only
fulfilled their quotas, but have doubled them, including the
tripling of some — there is yet a “silver lining,” etc. A strong
appeal has been made to the State Presidents for cooperation,
for the reason that some of the delinquent Divisions perhaps
need the special emphasis that only such an authority can
give. We should remember that age of itself is no great vir-
tue. Several years have passed since our delegates pledged,
at the St. Louis convention, the distribution of ten thou-
sand copies of our book, “Women of the South in War
Times.” The following Divisions have wiped out their
obligations: West Virginia, Ohio, New York, Maryland,
Massachusetts, Oregon, California, Pittsburgh Chapter,
Illinois, Philadelphia Chapter, Washington, New Jersey,
South Carolina, Arkansas, Kentucky, North Carolina.
The Director of our New Mexico Chapter, Mrs. J. G.
Greaves, has written of the Chapter's interest and coopera-
tion for this year. lam pleased to report responses for quite
a number of interested Directors, all of which is encouraging.
Mrs. Edwin Robinson, Chairman.
Fairmont, W. Va.
“YOUTH'S HISTORY OF THE WAR."
The following comments on the new edition of Horton’s
“ Youth’s History of the Civil War,” revised by Miss Mary D.
Carter and Lloyd T. Everett and republished as a valuable
exposition of that period, will be of interest.
From Dr. M. L. Arnold, head of the History Department,
Southwestren Texas Teachers’ College: “I have read carefully
the revised edition of Horton’s ‘Youth’s History of the Great
Civil War.’ It is a stimulating and valuable book and con;
tains much information not found in the ordinary text on the
subject. It should have a wide circulation and be largely
read, if only to correct impressions left by the one-sided his-
tory so generally available to the ordinary reader. The chapter
entitled ‘ The First Gun of Sumter’ is particularly valuable, as
many of our Southern historians have misapprehended the
issues involved at Fort Sumter. A reading of that chapter
would give a child a clear idea of how the war really began and
free, in his mind, the Confederate authorities from the charge
of recklessness that has so often been made against them.”
Miss Mildred Lewis Rutherford, editor oi the Scrapbook:
‘‘Several years ago I found two books by fair historians in the
North that threw wonderful light upon the War between the
States period. . . . These books were George Lunt’s ‘ Origin
THE MARTIN & HOYT CO., ATLANTA, GA.
of the Late War’ and Horton’s ‘Youth’s History.’ Imagine
my delight when I learned that the latter history was soon to
be republished. . . . Let us use our influence to put it in every
library in the South, North, East, and West.”
Capt. S. A. Ashe, of North Carolina, well-known editor and
historian: “I am very glad indeed that Horton’s History has
been republished. A Northern man writing at the very close
of the war and with more feeling than the mere historian of
to-day might write, he presents the causes of the conflict strongly
but accurately, and his book should be in every school library.”
Former Gov. O. B. Colquitt, of Texas: “I have read the
revised edition of Horton’s History and shall be delighted to
be of any service I can in inducing others to read and purchase
it. It is a most valuable contribution to the history of the
causes of the War between the States. I sincerely wish it all
possible success.”
The book is sold at $1.25, postpaid. Send orders to the
Southwestern Publishing Company, Dallas, Tex.
THE U. D. C. COOKBOOK.
The second compilation of the U. D. C. Cookbook is now
on sale, and orders for it can be sent to Mrs. Elizabeth B.
Bashinsky, at Troy, Ala. Mrs. Bashinsky reports that the
proceeds of the first edition added some $5,000 to the educa-
tional fund of the Alabama Division, U. D. C., for its Scholar-
ship Endowment Fund, and after that edition was exhausted
the demands for the book continued, so this second book,
larger and better than the first, was gotten out to meet that
demand. This is a book to be proud of; it contains some
five hundred more recipes than the first, and it is attractively
bound in blue and gold. The proceeds from the sales of this
book will be divided equally between the U. D. C. and the
Woman’s Missionary Union (Baptist), and all will be used
for the endowment of scholarships, those for the latter to
be placed at Judson College.
Send for a copy of this book of 580 pages of “tried and true
recipes,” which will meet every need in cookery. The price
is $2.25, postpaid.
REUNION BADGES.
George B. Bowling, Inspector General, Tennessee Depart-
ment, S. C. V., 637 Washington Avenue, Memphis, Tenn.,
announces that he has arranged to furnish badges for sponsors,
maids, etc., for the Birmingham reunion, and those who wish
them should send him name, address, and official position —
all written or typed plainly. These badges will be of ribbon,
one white and two red, three inches wide and thirty inches
long. On the white ribbon will be the name, official position,
etc., and there will also be a red and white ribbon rosette.
The cost will be five dollars, and remittance should be made
with order by cash or money order; if by check, add fifteen
cents for exchange. Send in your order promptly.
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J. S. Hutchins, now living at 311
Forsythe Street, Macon, Ga., when just
a lad enlisted at Sand Fort, Ala., with
the Home Guards and was later re-
cruited under General Hood and served
with the 38th Alabama Regiment. Any
friend or comrade who can testify to his
war service will please write to him at
once.
E. C. Downs, of Sheffield, Ala., who
served in Company I, Cobb’s Georgia
Legion of Cavalry, writes: “I have just
received ‘State Capitols of the South,’
beautifully arranged in magazine form,
and which gives the early history of each
State, making it very interesting and
worth while for a keepsake. I wish all
my old comrades had one I know they
would enjoy the information given.”
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A TOAST TO TENNESSEE.
‘‘The winds of heaven never fanned,
The circling sunlight never spanned
The borders of a better land
Than sunny Tennessee.”
Mrs. Missouri F. Wright, of Avery,
Tex., sends her thanks to those who
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war record and says she is now drawing
her pension. She wishes those good
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Mr. William T. Alexander, 525 Bat-
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